Serenity's Desire

S.D- 6

° My Saviour? °

I kept going in and out of consciousness, feeling someone carrying me. The rain was falling on my face as i tried to keep my eyes open to see who it was. I fell unconcious yet again.

"Serenity." i heard.

"Hm?" i tried opening my eyes.

"Wake up."

That accent. I remembered it. I kmew who it was. It only took me another minute or two to regain consciousness yet again. When i did, Jasper was looking at me. I looked back at him and sighed.

"Are you okay?"

"My head hurts."

"I figured. It was bleeding a little. And so was your butt. I'm sorry i crossed any boundaries but i got scared so i cleaned you up."

"That's so embarrassing." i looked away from him and then i realise that i was in his room. It was clean and spacious. On at table, i could see tissues and cotton swabs with blood on it as well as alcohol and antibiotics.

"It's okay. I promise..... What happen?" he ask.

"Nothing you need to worry about." i gave him a fake smile before attempting to get up.

"I don't think you should do that."

"Why not?"

"You fell really hard and if you got up now, you'll only fall again. Do you trust me?"

I laid back down and sighed. "Yeah. I trust someone that never said a word to me."

"It's not like that."

"Then what is it like?" i looked at him.

"I- i really like you." he spoke softly.

"You like me? Are you hearing yourself right now? You're my brother."

"Please understand."

"Make me understand."

"Im not... I'm not really your brother." he looked at me with sympathy.

"What do you mean?"

"I was born in Italy and got shipped here when i was 2. They couldn't find my file so they ended up putting me in the system which is foster care. Atleast that's what mom and dad told me."

"So you were adopted?"

"Yeah."

"I knew i heard an accent. Is still consider you as my brother because you're basically signed over to my parents.... why were you even scared of talking to me?"

"It's fine. And i thought you were like your sisters. Mean."

"I'm really not. If anything, they're mean to me."

"I know. I hate the way they treat you. When i knew mom wasn't gonna give you any food, i told her that i want alot so i saved some of mines for you."

"Thanks again."

It fell silent. He was looking down at his hands and i was looking at him.

"How long did you like me?"

"Since you were 10."

"Oh. I thought you were cute."

"Thanks. Are you hungry?"

"Not really?"

"If you want, you can stay in here as long as you like."

"I can't. I gotta check on Nya."