098 Room To Breath

Scarlett's POV

Is there a kinder soul in this world? I look at Adrian, envying Aurora secretly because she is being loved by such a good person.

But I can't. "I want to be your friend, Adrian Dunn," I shake my head, feeling pity in my chest, "So I can't be such a burden to you. You understand, don't you?" Adrian looks at me plaintively. He understands, I know Talking to him has been so easy

"You are insulting me by implying that it takes a lot of me to protect just one girl," Adrian says half- jokingly, "I can't protect you well if you leave, especially to a place that far away. But here I can promise that they can't get another drop of blood of yours if you don't want them to."

That's really sweet and generous, but I can't put such a weight on Adrian. I feel guilty enough taking so much of his help as it is. Out of a misunderstanding no less. It's not right.

"I can take care of myself now," I say as Adrian holds out his arm to block the elevator door for me. He definitely did that on purpose! I laugh at him, "Including holding my own door!"

"Exactly," Adrian laughs with me, "I know you can, but it doesn't mean I can't do that for a lady, right?"

He doesn't know the Fullers, not well enough. I don't want to

he pulls it open for

give me a good solution, because I surely don't have one,

few other of my friends. I told her to leave, and Sebastian told me he would leave with Ava. So I let her stay. Later she dragged me into a room and cut her own finger with a magazine, laughing at me until she started screaming and got everyone over,

dark memories of her

out of me that day," I say

so horrifying. The powerless, the suffocation woke me up in the middle of the night

I dare not to, because I don't know if anyone could find me

the first birthday I spent with Sebastian, and also, the

opens his eyes wide in shock, angry as he grunts: "You had every right

innocent he is, or rather, how simple his life is. Maybe for a kid

098 Room To Breath

But not for me.

as I look up so the tears won't fall. The low, dark ceiling of the parking lot looks exactly like that day, a day when my whole world crushed down on

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