Within these walls

Chapter three

A/N: the boy in the picture is who I picture as Blake.

CHAPTER THREE

Blake's POV

After helping Bianca upstairs and into her room I went to my own room.

Getting into my room I scanned the whole room and it was a mess so I arranged it. After arranging my room I was so bored so I did what I always do when I'm bored I took a walk.

My taking a walk usually lead me to B's room. I didn't fight it. I went through with the usual and made my way to her room. I stopped in front of her room and met the door opened very slightly so I peeked inside before making my way into her room.

My heart instantly dropped when I saw her. She was in her towel, her favorite blue towel for that matter staring at herself in the mirror. There was a big frown plastered on her face and I could have sworn that if you were seeing her for the first time you would think she frowns for a living.

She was looking at her herself in the mirror. From her reflection in the mirror all I could see was disgust evident in her golden brown eyes and in less than a minute it changed, her eyes were blank void and empty of any emotions, I couldn't read her it was like a cloud came and blocked all the sunlight in her eyes then in an instant her eyes where filled with sadness.

I knew at that moment that she was thinking, over thinking. I wanted to know what she was thinking about I wanted to put her mind at ease and take her out of the gutter where her mind often went into but I couldn't, I couldn't do all those things because I didn't want to hurt her more I didn't want her going back in there when she just climbed out.

I decided to make my way into my room and get dressed. I had already taken a shower this morning. I made the choice to dress in black and white to match B.

As I began to pull my shirt over my head, Bianca came into my room. I felt like scolding her for coming here. She knows I hate it when she does things that make her weak example: moving around, skipping meals and over thinking. The last: she did a lot which hurt me more than anything.

"You know you didn't have to come all the way here, you know I don't like it when you stress yourself". She giggled I love seeing her at least a little bit happy.

Since she fell sick she had never smiled a real smile that would reach her brown eyes, for almost eleven years now she had not smiled for real and that thought saddened me.

She pointed to my shirt "you've got your shirt on backwards". She said obviously really amused by my mistake.

While she was busy giggling like an even littler girl than she is. I stole a glance at myself from my mirror and burst into uncontrollably laughter and fixed my shirt. Once we were done with the chuckle party I led her downstairs.

I told her to sit in the living room and wait for me while I go to the kitchen to meet aunt Hillary.

"Hey aunt I'm taking B to the hospital.." I paused a bit "..and I'm driving" I was telling not asking because I knew if I asked she would just shut me down. but this way I had a fighting chance.

"Master Blake it's Okay if you would like to accompany your sister to the hospital but..." I knew there was a but, she was shutting me down. So much for a fighting chance."let Mr Garret go with you besides your parents wouldn't like the idea of you driving with no supervision".

"Aunt please I can drive just fine I'll be eighteen soon".

"The key word there is 'soon' you said it yourself so it's a capital NO". She smirked at me, she fucking smirked at me