My Life in a Nutshell

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****Nathan's point of view****

Trying to figure her out.

That's all I seem to be do lately. She's different. Very different. She doesn't talk to me, to anyone. I don't know why. She seems scared all the time. She's blind which could be why but I don't think it's that. I don't know what it is though.

****three days later****

It's been two days since I last spoke to April and so far she  is no where to be found when ever I want to talk to her. I need to talk to her to explain everything. 

Wait...

There she is. I start walking towards her, building up the courage to talk to her. 

"Hey, April"

 ****Two days before****

****April's point of view****

What was last night? I didn't pull away, he thought I was asleep. I pretended to be asleep. Why? 

Because you felt safe in his arms, you didn't want him to break the silence and try to start a conversation with you. All you want to be is safe.

Why does your conscious do that? Know the answer to everything and say everything you're to scared to say.

Like you want to be friends with a boy you hardly know, other than what your sister tells you all the time. That you have trust issues with everyone but him and he doesn't know the first thing about you. That you feel the same way around Nathan as you do around him.

"Stop!" I scream.

"Stop" I say and the verge of crying. 

And I do cry because thinking of him makes me cry, because all the reasons of everything make me cry. 

After that little mental break down I go down stairs because I have to help in whatever way I can for the party that I had to carry those flowers in for. 

There is a lot of noise down here and I don't know how I feel about it because no one will notice me unless I make a noise and I'm a very quiet person. I don't like to be seen or heard. I could scream but than my sister would take me up stairs and give me disgusting medication. I don't want that.

"excuse me" I say in a normal voice, hoping someone hears me. I wait two minutes before saying it again. I can't hear myself over the noise so why would anyone else. I get enough courage and yell.

"Excuse me!" The room goes quite and I'm guessing at least one person or everyone is looking at me.

"um..." I mumble not sure what to say now. "I was told I had to help but I uh I don't know what to help with?" I say my voice getting quieter and quieter while I talk. 

I stand there awkwardly for a minute before Violet speaks up. "Yes right well come here and help me." She takes my hand and guides me somewhere. 

"What am I helping you with?" I say when we stop walking.

"It's a formal party so the table needs to be set, flower vases refilled and wiped down" she says in one breath. 

I shrug and think of what I can do "I cab refill the flower vases and help set the table, wipe down things if you bring me to them."

"good" she says and we get to work.

Violet ended up having more jobs for me than she first mentioned. We started getting ready at 2pm and it is now 6:30pm. I only know the time because Violet decided to tell me how much time she took out of my day but it's not like I had anything else planned. I don't think I would have agreed to helping if I knew how long it was going to take but it did keep my mind off everything. Now I'm not doing anything so my mind can go back to everything but I wish it wouldn't.

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