Creepypasta - The Guardian Mother

15 | Night Food!

9:30 P.M

I flunk on my bed in exhaustion, face first. I roared my tiredness into the sheets.

"That was so tiring!" My voice was muffled by the blankets. I rolled my body slowly so that my back was on the blanket.

Me and Eyeless Jack had trained for 12 hours outside. We had not stopped for anything, not even for lunch. I wasn't hungry though, however we didn't even stop for breaks. The first few hours were us stretching which progressively became harder and more complex. By the end of the 4th hour, I could feel every inch of my body, inches I didn't even know I could feel. After that, he showed the basic fighting skills, which were simple at first. But then Eyeless Jack made sure I was doing every skill as perfect, no flaw in anything. I focused very hard on each stance, each punch and each kick. Once Eyeless Jack was satisfied with each of them, he would show me a new one, and they were much complicated. But because we had done the stretches for 4 hours, I was more flexible than I was before, which made things slightly easier. By the eleventh hour, he had told me to try to defend myself as he would go in for the attack. By then, I was nervous because I now had to put all my efforts into this. Many times, he was able to knock me onto the ground, but there were times I was able to handle it for a long period of time. Which was an improvement from my previous battle from Jeff, yesterday.

However, I do have some small bruises on my arms where Eyeless Jack punched. There was a slight tense mark on the bottom of my chin where he had also punched me. I wasn't expecting it but I could handle it. Luckily, I didn't bleed anywhere, just small bruises here and there.

When we were done, Eyeless Jack told me about tomorrow's training. I didn't go to sleep immediately, but he suggested.

"Eyeless Jack," I spoke before he walked back inside. He turned back at me. He wasn't wearing his NASA sweater, just a plain, dark grey shirt with black jogging pants. I remembered staring at his skin for a quite a while as it wasn't the average skin colour. It was dark navy blue almost, nothing I had ever seen.

"I'm sorry if I offended you in some way. I never intended to do that. It was never my intention to do so, to begin with," I tried to apologise. But before I could start another sentence, Eyeless Jack had raised his hand, gesturing me to stop.

"You have nothing to apologise for, Ruby. I just don't like talking about my mask or my sight. It's a touchy subject of mine. I'm not comfortable talking about either. Not just yet." Those were his exact words.

I could say that I feel a bit more better, knowing I hadn't offended him. And I can, but I need to remember my plan.

I got out the shower and changed into comfortable clothes; grey baggy jeans and a black tank top. I had also washed my hair, so the droplets were hanging from the end of my hair and onto my skin and some on my bed, leaving tiny dark circles. I sat on my bed by the backboard, my knees folded to support my head. I wrapped my arms around the lower part of my legs. I buried half of my face underneath my hands so that my back was arched.I sometimes do this when I'm alone or have the need to contemplate life for a short period of the evening. This was my time to think things over, like the situation I am in right now.

Shadow was being quiet at the moment, but that doesn't mean he could hear my thoughts. My mind was once my personal bubble where no one could know nor touch, but now it's occupied and exposed to others.

• How about this; when we are not in your room, you and I will communicate with each other, so you are able to talk to Shadow. And when you sleep, we have a whole place to ourselves to discuss more things •

"That sounds good," I told Amber.

{[[ What sounds good? ]]}

"The thought of getting some food into my stomach," I said out loud. "I've been training the whole day, but only now I am starting to get hungry."