When the wolves come knocking - Becca (small books to read .txt) 📗

/> He moved my hair away from the side of my forehead, and I flinched back. "Its okay" he said quitly, whipping the cut off. I sat still and he finished quickly. He had cleaned it off, and kinda used a sergical glue kinda stuff to keep it closed. He stood up and put everything away. I stood up and went to where I was standing before. Aliki looked back at me with synphthay. "Are you okay?" he asked,and I could tell he didn't mean my head. I didn't answer, just looked down at my feet. I wasn't

okay. I had been draged from my home, and all thats happened only reminded me of my father, which was a nightmare I did not want to relive. Aliki gestured Demitri outside, and they both left the room. I didn't move, and they came back in after 2 mins, I was counting.

"Come on" Demitri said holding the door open. He could see I looked reluctent and took my wrist gently, I still flinched. He led me out the door, and down the twisting halls. We stopped in front of a large white door. He opened it, leading me in. We came into what looked like a living room, we went left, into a kitchen, which was very big. Then throught some halls, and into a bed room. "this is your room, we already got everything you need here. The bathrooms throught that door" he pointed to the one to the left," My room's right there" he said pointing to the one on the right. I grumbled inwardly, oh joy, rooms right next to eachother. "I'll let you do whatever, dinner'll be ready in an hour, I'll get you then" he said letting go of my wrist.

He waited to see if I had anything to say. I didn't say anything, and looked at the floor, that had white carepting. Demetri grumbled somthing and took my chin. "Will you say somthing?" he asked frusterated. I flinched back, but his hand stayed. I was forced to look at him. Damn, he had awsome eyes... He looked angry. I figured out what to say. "Why the hell am I here?" He let go of me and I could tell was trying to hold back a smile. "You'll find that out later" he said, quickly leaving before I could say somthing else.

I sighed and looked at the dresser. I reluctently walked over to it and opened the droor. It was all my clothes. Yeah, some were new ones that ive never seen, but most of them were mine. They went throught my stuff, I thought angerly. I got out my black cammie, and my black silky pajama bottoms. And course the other stuff, and went intothe bathroom. It was mostly white, but had red in it too. Like around the mirror, and border of the wall, were red. I sighed and took a shower.

The warm water was a welcome relief. The cut on my forehead stung slightly, and so did the scrapes I had. I didn't care. I was proubly in there for an hour.I decided not to wear the kammie, and put on a T-shirt. When I got out of the bathroom, I found Demetri sitting on my bed. He nodded twords the hamper in the cornner of the room. I put my dirty clothes in there. I turned back to him. He was fiddiling with my glasses. I quickly tryed to take them from him. He wrapped his arm around my waist and sat me down on the bed next to him. I looked at him wide eyed, how did he move so frickin fast? "You wear glasses?" he asked, I wasn't sure if it was a statement, or question.

I tryed to move away from him, but his arm was still around my waist. "You would know" I mumbled. He smirked. "Yeah, I do know" he said, handing my my glasses. I didn't really need them, my sight had gotten alot better from when I first got them. I tryed to get up again, but he still held me there. "Will you let me go?" I grumbled trying to get his arm from around me. He didn't move it. I glared up at him. He chuckled at me getting angry. "You look like an angry kitten" he smirked and I got madder. I dont like being called cute, let alone a kitten. "What do you want?" I asked hotly. "Nouthing" he said, still had that stupid grin on his face. "Why am I here?" I asked, still angry. "You'll find out later" he said, starting to sound annoyed. "Well, I wanna find out now" I retorted. "Later" he said, more annoyed. "N-" I was going to say now, but he pushed my onto my back, and was looking down at me. It all happened in less then a second. I flinched back and closed my eyes shut tightly.

If it was ryan, I would have been fine, because we've been firends for like forever. We stayed like that for 20 seconds, then I opened my eyes. He looked down at me saddly, then relizing he was still on top of me, got off. I instantly stood up. "Sorry" he said seeing my panic dissepering, and lightly touching my forehead, where the cut was. Then he said "Dinners ready" and left. I put my glasses on the dresser, and fallowed him, staying saftly behind. We went intot the dining room, and there was two plates of food. Both had chicken, mashed potatos and corn. Although, you could obviously tell which one was mine, because his was much bigger. I also noticed mine had strawberries off to the side... How the hell did he know I liked strawberries?

He held the chair out for me, and I looked at him uncertainly. He sighed, "Don't look at me like that, just sit" he said. I sat in the chair, and he sat down in the other chair, next to me. He and I ate in silence, I wasn't that hungry, all that has happened today was enough to fill me. I ate the strawberries last. That reminded me...Before I could even ask, he said "Later". "You don't even know what I was ganna say" I grumbled. I had only eaten the chicken, and half the mashed potatos, after I had mixed them together. I was now simply staring off into space. What was mom thinking? Would Ryan and everyone else know by now? Then My head shot up, "What date is it?" I asked. Demitri looked up suprised, but answered quickly "November 19th". I looked at him confussed. 19th? But... I had been taken on the 16th... Could I have been out that long? Its possible I think... That didn't seem like just cloroform. Demitri stood up, and someone came over and took our dishes. I stood up too. "You should get some sleep" he said gently. I was exausted.

We went to my room, and he went through my room and into his. Befored closing the door, he looked at me. "If you need anything, you can get me" he said. I waved him off and turned on the lamp next to the bed, then shut the over head light off. I crawled into bed and fell asleep.

"Dad dont!" I screamed hitting his arm. He held Josophe by the throught aginst the wall in my room. He swong at me with his other hand and sent me flying across the room. "Stop it! Ill call the fucking cops!" I yelled, tears rolling down my face. He ignored my threat and punched Jo until I coudn't reconized him any more. He and I were just hanging around in my room...now this. I did call the cops during all of this. They would be here soon, but not soon enough. My father released Jo and he fell limply to the floor. I crawled over to him. Hot tears rolled down my face, and fell onto him. Then my dad grabbed the back of my shirt and flung me across the room again. "Your next little boy firend will end up a hell of alot worse than him" He said kicking my in the gut. I screamed as more tears fell across my face. He kept kicking me, and adventuly I couldnt feel anyhitng at all. When the cops bust throught the door, he kicked me once more in the head before the dragged him off me, and I could see Jo still lying on the floor, dead.

I woke up screaming and sweating. Demetri was in my room in seconds. I looked around to make sure it wasnt real. I was sitting up and sobs rocked through my body. Demetri came up to me slowly. I couldnt see his face clearly, and I hugged my knees, hiding my face. I felt the bed move, and then Demetri's arm wrapped around me. "Its okay" he whispered over and over again to me. I leaned on him but didnt look up. Finally when I stopped, he asked "What happened?" he asked it so quitly I wasnt sure he said it at all. "He died, and it was all my fault" I whispered. He didnt say anymore, just pulled me into his lap and hugged me close. I finally looked up, and he looked like he couldnt stand seeing me cry. I felt like I had to confert him now. I hugged him back, and burried my face in his shirt. Adventualy I fell asleep like that.

My eyes slowly opened my eyes, blinking at the light to focous. I stiffened when I noticed someones arm around me. "Its just me" Demetri said sitting up and taking his arm off me. I relaxed a bit. He was looking at me cauticualy, as if expecting be to burst out crying again. I quickly forgot about him as my head felt like a thousand knives were drilling into it. I clenched my teeth and my hands held my head. I got headaches before, but never this bad. I felt like I was going to die. Within seconds of waking up, I had a migraine that made me want to rip my own head off. Knives stabbing into me head repedly, pain exploding everywhere in my head. My teeth were probly going to break too from how much I was clenching them. I whimpered and held my head tighter. I hadn't even noticed Demetri until I felt a hand on my back. "Whats wrong?" he asked franticaly. I couldn't even answer, the pain was just getting worse and worse. Everything blurred but the pain. Everytime I tryed to move, it got worse. It seemed that everytime I breathed it got worse. A hand gently shook my shoulder, over and over again, and I figured out what he was saying to me, he kept asking if it was my head. I quickly nodded, and almost screamed as more pain shot through my head. It felt like I was like that for hours, holding my head tightly and wishing to just die. My eyes and teeth hurt from clenching them so tightly. More voices, that I couldn't make out.

What I could make out, I answered quickly, wanting them to make it stop. Aliki asked "Where does it hurt?" I could here worry and confusion in his voice. "everywhere" I said quitly, clenching my teeth. Tears rolling down my face as the migrain raged out throught my head, feeling like it was tearing up everything in there. The two of them argued bakc and forth, Demetri sounded like he was pleading. Hands clasped over my hands, gently, and pulled them away. It was easy to do, since I couldn't do anything to fight it. "Char" Im pretty sure I was Demetri