Stolen Tears of Love

Run away 2

" Kristy come on... Just grab my hand and we can go. Let's go baby" I opened my eyes and sighed. Her vioce was like a melody in my head and her smile was the sunshine to my world. I missed her so much...so much that I wanted to grab that hand she was holding in front of me. I got up and looked around the room. Something wasn't right. I closed my eyes and tried to remember about last night.
She... She wasn't here! That woman who asked me to come with her. Where was she?

As I looked around, I saw myself in a mirror. My skin was white and my eyes were bue like the ocean. I looked older.. more prettier... Did I really look like this? My hair was long and wavy, it was a beautiful mess. I had never considered myself this pretty... As I touched my face I winced. I forgot about the brusies on my body and face. As I traced the long scar stretched along my thigh I tried to calm myself down. This wasn't my room. This wasn't my blanket. This wasn't the tiny cold room. It was a warm big room with a fireplace by my side. Was I dreaming? Had I gone crazy now? Was this actually my body then?

"Miranda, please leave her alone. She's doctor for goodness sake. She'll know what to do so stop pestering her about Kris.... whatever her name is.

As soon as I heard the vioce I jumped out of bed and stood up. But somehow my legs didn't support me and I went tumbling down on the floor. I gasped as my knees hit the floor. It hurt too much that I thought a tear came down but as I touched my face nothing was wet. The door opened and a young beautiful woman stepped in the room. As soon as she saw me on the floor in a mess, she hurried across the room to me and helped me back in the bed. "Hello Kristy. My name is Doctor Jevena. As you can tell I am here to look at your body and check up on that leg of yours." Her voice was....sweet...It was a warm comforting vioce and it was sweet. Her smile was bright which made me smile back at her. She had those sprakling green eyes and pink lips. Her skin was light chocolate brown. She was beautiful with that straight black hair flowing around her. As I was admiring her beauty she carefully touched my leg. I jerked back and came back to reality. "Don't touch me please... I don't like to be touched." The woman looked at me and softly said " Kristy, I would have to touch you in order to heal you..." I looked at her and shook my head. I hid my legs under the covers and inched away from her. " Please...." The woman sighed and backed away. "Kirsty... the brusies and scars on your legs are bleeding and they may be infected. I have to heal it before it damages your legs. Please I'm here to help you..."  I shook my head. I wasn't going to let anyone touch me now. He may use force against me but I will not let ANYONE touch me ever again. The woman sighed again and started to walk out. As she left the room I sighed in relief. What was this place. Why am I here? why is eveyrone so nice? Questions just hung above my head while no answers came.  I looked at myself in the mirror again. It wasn't me. At least it wasn't me who I imagined. She was too pretty.... 

I wanted to walk around and touch the things that were in this room, for they all looked astonishing. But my legs were screaming no and  I couldn't walk out of the bed. As I was thinking about this place the door opened queitly. "Hello...." I turned my head to that silent whispery vioce.