Just wanted to say we are very close to 1K reads, which makes me really happy. Thank you so much for you support, and for giving my book a chance. Here's the seventh chapter.
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When I woke up I was surprisingly in a normal mood taking into consideration yesterday's fiasco, which occurred in the hallway. Much to my dismay, I had to get up not really caring what I was going to do with the rest of my day.
Maybe paint a little, since I haven't done it in like four days
Everyone has an escape, painting's mine, and not doing it for a while, made my hands itch and yearn for a paintbrush and to see a blank canvas in front of my eyes to fill it with beautiful colors. Back with Viktor I always found one way or the other to paint because I knew weren't on eye to eye level with that idea. So obviously when he had found one of my paintings and threw it at the window, I kept it a secret. Most of the times I persuaded it in school. So there was no way he could find out. Do I have to ask my brothers if I want to paint?
I quickly showered hoping to ease the pain coursing through my body. In a way I was trying to fill my void with fake happiness. Getting out of the shower I stood in front of the mirror and took a look down on my stomach. The ribs would take most likely two weeks to heal and if I include all the minor injuries here and there on my body, I would be as good as new in a month or so. But would I be able to keep a secret until then?
I quickly changed into a sweatshirt and some jeans that was enough to cover the bruises which were aching. Punishment for missing last night's dosage. I sighed before rummaging through my bag back that was still unpacked and removed two pills from the small bottle and put them in my jeans.
Maybe I'll gulp it down with some juice.
By the time I reached the living room, my lungs had given up and I was lightly panting. I was clearly out of shape and not fit at all, I'm pretty sure they workout regularly since they are walking healthy giants. I sighed slightly irritated from sweating a tad bit. It bothered me because I had just showered.
"Hey" I heard a voice behind me. I slightly jumped clutching my hammering heart, Not knowing what to do since I was insanely terrified. I hadn't realized I was daydreaming this early in the morning causing the person behind me to scare me to death.
Looking around I see a man younger than Elijah at the least six feet tall with blue eyes grinning at me widely. One of my other brother I thought.
"Welcome back" He cheered giving me a once over with sad doe eyes before embracing me in a tight hug, which completely surprised me. I made sure not to tense which was quite easy for me since the hug felt strangely nice and warm. I haven't been hugged by anyone in ages and I don't remember someone being so happy to see me. I melted in his embrace like chocolate.
"Its great to have you back bambina" he mumbled in my hair. I smiled to myself at his kind welcome and pulled back.
"Are you Sergio by any chance" I asked.
"Bingo baby sis" He cheered. I chuckled. He seemed nice, kind of like the brother I always wanted. Looks like my birthday wishes and the every night prays for siblings really paid off.
"Did you have breakfast"
"No" I replied.
"Well then come on I'm headed to the kitchen too" he took my hand In his making me smile. Sure I needed time to bring my heavily constructed walls down but I'm ready to warm up to them.
'Good morning Bambina" Leo greeted me as soon as we entered the kitchen, I smiled. Regardless the squabble last night I felt content to see him, especially in an apron and a spatula in the hand. The room had that summer fragrance and my heart filled with content.
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