It took two weeks to not heal but to make it seem fine. To make a little progress. It had been the longest week for my family and loved ones, but it had also been the shortest for the doctor. Actually, I don't want to see a doctor, but when I got home one day, they phoned our family doctor the next morning. They want to thoroughly examine both the physical and inside of me.
Every day, my therapist was with me. They wanted to know what I was thinking and how I felt. It was the worst trauma I've ever experienced. I felt the same terror and darkness that I had and even got the worse with Hayes.
Being alone sometimes helps me thin out and fight for myself. I don't want to wake up in such a mundane world, and I want to reclaim the life I had before Hayes arrived.
I know I don't have to remain in that darkness. I don't have to live like that. I have to help Hope and obtain justice for her. I still couldn't bring myself to talk about it. My family never mentioned Hayes again in the house or anywhere near me, but I did hear them discussing sometimes. Hayes is unable to walk, speak, or even move his body. I'm not sure who did it, but all I knew was that the boys, my brother, and my father were furious. The girls were also mad that they wished him dead, but we all know that boys are more than just action.
Fresh air like this soothes my spirit. I'm aware that Kairus is nearby. I was even relieved that he was permitted to remain here. I did have one question about Marco, but I couldn't open that discussion. My mind is already fully loaded with something else.
I heard a breaking noise coming from the leaves. Everyone left so early except Kairus , and I know he is the person behind me. He stayed here. I know that the noise of bushes came from behind me was him.
"Do you want to eat your brunch?" he asks as he approaches me. I sat there watching the big thin tree that my brother had planted.
"I'm not hungry yet." I told him, "Where have all the people gone?"
"They have something to do, and they don't want to put you under pressure with their presence," Kairus explained softly.
I woke up and they already left. I can't talk to my father, mother, and my brother. Hope's parents went togehter with my brother. I just left alone with him. It was also helpful for me because it allowed me to think alone.
I need to pick myself up, piece by piece and torn by torn.
My hair flew lightly as the wind blew again. This is not my typical day. My typical day was spent in a different location and establishment, in front of a slew of cameras. This new setting is soothing and tranquil, but I miss the way I used to live. Perhaps I prefer to do the things I used to do rather than gradually adapt to new ones.
I played my fingers softly. Kairus simply stood there like a bodyguard. He kept his commitment to stick with me and be my bodyguard.
I'm curious how he got back there.
I fixed my gaze on him. He doesn't need to turn around. His eyes are already on me watching me. I averted my gaze and focused on what's in front rather than his eyes that sees more than the soul.
"How did you get there, by the way?" I asked, a small smile on my face. I want to talk to it slowly and routinely until I am comfortable talking about it in front of my parents.
"I jumped there on the big wall," he continued, widening my eyes. I gasped. The wall's height was appropriate for the two-story building's height.
I took a deep, long breath.
"Hey..." I exclaimed, stunned. "That's suicide."
Jumping can break his skull and bones. It could kill him.
He firmly chuckled. " I wish I had done that the moment I returned..." he snarled fiercely. I threw my gaze towards him, and he was no longer staring at me. He locked his jaw as if he hated himself for my tragedy. " I was so damn busy killing off the wires because I was afraid that if he saw me around, he might hurt you. I can't risk that but....fuck, I didn't know I just made myself stupid. I wish I had jumped that day instead of waiting to hear your fearful scream."
It wasn't his fault. I was even more happy that he tried to search for me and I was even happier as I saw him appear that night.
I smiled, peacefully. "You know that it wasn't never your fault right? You just came in time for my night in shining armor. That night, all I want to do is kill him before he ciuld kill me. I don't care to be killed but as long as he dies too.""
That was the longest words I've said. So much for progress. I was even surprised to hear my voice after for so long.
"I'm glad I came. I would rather be the killer than taint your gentle, smooth and wonderful hands. " He sighed, "So, I came but too late and I'm still guilty."
If it was worse to me, and I kno it would be hard for him witnessing me at that state. I even see how he became so roughyl madly dark like all he did was throw Hayes, kick and stabbed him that bad. He almost lost it and I'm glad that I was able to pull him before the authority could drag him.
"Where is that jerk right now?" I asked him but he went silent. I know that he doesn't want me tk know about him. No one in the family talk about him, again.
"I want him to live." I added as Kairus really didn't moved nor talk. He is scared that I was able to force him and admit where he was.
I turn, and I saw him staring at me confused annd amazed. I have my reasons....different reasons.
"I want that jerk to live even with or without a hands. I want him to survive because...." I clenched my jaw and gripped my hand so tight." He killed Hope.""
"What?" Kairus, uttered so shocked. He wasn't expected it. I know no one would expect a truth like that.
"Hayes admitted it to me and I want to revive that truth. You can be with what you like. I'm curious to what talk ro you again.
I shurgger the shoulder and smirked. "Follow me tai "