Virginator (HERO FIENNES-TIFFIN)

Chapter 10

"Hero!!"

He just stopped moving.

"I'm sorry," he said full of desperation.

I stood stunned.

Calling once.... Calling twice..... SOLD to Firestone.

Hero grabbed the monitor and shove it into the wall. The screen cracked into pieces, then silence.

My heartbeat is fast, i was rattled by that broken shards of equipment.

Hero covered his face, extremely distressed now, i felt bad at the sight of him, so broken. I wanted to go near him. I wanted to tell him we'll be okay. We'll find a way out of this mess.

But i went to the door. I need time for myself right now. I don't know what just happened. Who the hell is Firestone?

I ran.

Ran like "run Forest run." i kept running. I don't know where my feet will lead me, but I can't stop. I must not stop. I kept running and running.

I need to get to my old room. I need to feel safe. I looked around. So many people, colors in a blur. I'm spinning in the middle of New York. I walked, panting, exhausted, hurt so bad. My feet is hurting, i want to scream.

I refuse to think. There's something inside that kept attacking me, tearing me painfully. It weakens me, i hate this. So fucking hate this.

I'm losing myself amidst the crowd.

I wanted to cry so loud until the pain comes out.

"Baby," someone grabbed me.

Hero's face came shining through. I just cried like i never did in the middle of Times Square, the lights are mocking my feelings.

I wanted to scream but i can't. Tears flowed drowning me with the pain. A feeling i don't understand is creeping in my insides shattering me apart.

"I'm sorry," he kept telling me.

The shock of today is filling me up, my mind in total confusion, I don't want to see him, not now. Not until I'm feeling better. I let go and kept walking. Hero walked along.

I don't want to listen. I can't. I need to rest. Like my exhausting ballet practices, when i just drop to my knees my father, he picks me up. He takes me to bed. When i lost all strength, extremely exhausted, i need my father to take me home. Away from this lights.

Hero carried me, i must have fainted. He carried me, my face in his chest. I stopped crying now.

He carried me back to a white place.

"No. Not here. I want my room," i said.

"Baby, please listen to me."

"Nooo!"

I stood and walked out. He followed me.

"I'll take you," he said.

I let him guide me to his little white car. I remained in a state of shock. I don't want to think, i just cried. My knees up my face.

Hero's hands held me. His touch is cold to my skin. I cried, if it washes out the pain inside, i need to keep crying.

Hero followed me inside my apartment. I refused to talk. I don't know what to say.

But i just need my room. My blankets, the fading paints. I need my life back somewhere.

Hero remained in the room with me. I wanted him to leave, but he remained.