Time, Bronte Shepherd [fb2 epub reader TXT] 📗

the ceiling. Who was it that saved me, do i know them, how did they get into my house, and how do they know where i live in the first place?

"How much longer will i be in here." I ask. The nurses smile turns to a frown.

"I'm sorry sweety but you're gonna be here for a few more days." I continue to stare at the ceiling. 

"Get some rest, you need it!" Another nurse interupts. I drift off to sleep in a matter of seconds. 

Golden Light

 Its been five days and i'm finally out of the hospital. I sit outside waiting, not for someone to come get me, just waiting. The night is dark and cold, the slight sound of a siren blaring in the distance, the night is pieceful. After an hour of sitting alone, i get up and walk. The city lights in the distance shine like the stars. When i was younger i would pretend it was the glimmering of fairy wings. I used to imagine all sorts of things, but once mother died reality gave me a big slap across the face and i let my imagination die with mother. I haven't dreamed since.

I turn and walk down a dark street. Graffiti spread across all buildings. The sirens can't be heard anymore, just the whistling of a man on the other end of the street. I try to not make eye contact as i pass, but he grabs a hold of my arm and pulls me back.

"What's a pretty little girl like you doing in a place like this?" He cackles as he continues to restrain me.

"Nothing, just passing through, now let me go!" I begin to panic, but i keep pulling.

"But you only just got here, i thougth we were having fun!"

"Let me go!" I scream. "Someone help me!" The man cackles loudly, amused at my crys for help.

"I believe she asked you to let her go." It's the same voice as the person that saved me.

"Who's gonna stop me, you?"

"Yes!" I feel the mans grip on my arm loosen and i pull my arm free. I turn to see what had happened, but both the man and my saviour were gone. I don't bother staying, i just walk.

 

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   I should probably be at the police station now for my own safety, but i feel safe now knowing there is some mysterious person i have never met protecting me. I don't know why, it just feels right. I stop infront of my home. I walk in amongst the ruble from the fire and place two flowers in the middle of the ruins. One for Mother and one for Father. I kneel down by the flowers and begin to cry.

"I don't know why you had to go, but atleast you are together now," I croak. "Please wait for me wherever you are!" I wipe my face and stand up. I look around whats left of the house. Everything is black and scorched, but hidden in the darkness i see a bit of light. I walk over to the glistening and uncover my jewellery box i had got from my mother. Though everything else is burnt, the small golden box is untouched. Tears of happiness roll down my face. I don't know how its still here, but i don't care, it's just here and i couldn't be happier. In all the darkness i've been through these past weeks, this box is my symbol of hope. I open it to find the picture of my parents and i. It was in my hands the last time i saw it, someone, perhaps the mysterious person from earlier, must have put it in here for me to find knowing i would come back here. I sit in the silence, clutching the box and the picture in my hands. Tears still streaming down my face. I probably look like a wreck, but i don't care right now, i just want to sit here in this moment for as long as i can. I here police sirens in the distance getting louder, they must be looking for me, but i continue to sit and cry. I look back over to the flowers i left my parents and finally decide to stand. I make my way over and kneel down again.

 

"Good-bye!"       

Searching for Answers

The protection programe isn't bad. 3 meals a day, comfortable living space and a bathroom, but having all the guards around outside is daunting. I just wish i could go outside, alone, and out of this place. If i did that though it would mean putting myself in danger and even though there is someone protecting me, i don't want to put them in danger by putting myself in terrible situations. There's a knock on the door.

"Miss Denton, it's me, Officer Miles." I walked over to the door and unlocked it. "Hello Miss Denton, are you settling nicely?" He asks me as if he doesn't want an answer. I simple look at the floor.

"Okay well, i just wanted to ask you a few more questions if that's alright." I nod.

"According to our files you have no living relations, are there any relations you know of that mightn't be on file?"

"No, the only relations i've met were my parents." It's sad but true. 

"Do you have any family friends?"

"No, I can understand that i'm not helping, but my parents never told me if i had relations or if we had family friends the only person who knew my parents too was Aunt Peggie but last i heard she was dead!" My eyes swelled with tears. Officer Miles looks intrigued, but holds off his questions for a minesute. After some time he continues. 

"Our records show nothing about an Aunt Peggie, was she a relation or a family friend?"

"I don't know, i've only seen her twice and that was when i was only a toddler, she used to baby sit me, but mother told me Aunt Peggie was her sister!" The tears came flooding out of my eyes. "I just want answers, please, tell me what happened to my father and my mother, who killed them, why were they killed, please please just tell me!" My cheeks were red and puffy, there were so many tears it felt like i was drowning.

"Please try to calm yourself down Miss Denton, we don't know who killed your parents or why, but we are trying as best as we can and i swear i will find the person responsible and lock them up for good." He stood and left. Leaving me all alone. Alone.

 

 

An Old Friend

Ever since that day, i haven't been able to sleep peacefully. No matter how hard i try to relax. I have been waking in the middle of the night screaming, guards would run in thinking i'm being murded then just see me in my bed hyperventalating. Officer Miles has made me see a psycologist every week, but nothing has changed. I haven't spoken to any of my friends and i really need a shoulder to cry on. Why? 

There was a knock on the door. 

"Come in." I said. 

I assumed it was Officer Miles, but as the door opened my jaw dropped. The figure standing in the doorway was a boy around my age with ash blond hair and a devilish side smile. 

"Hey Kora, long time no see." He says as if i know him. He didn't sound like he was gonna kill me, but i didin't want to take any chances. I ran past him and out the door. There were no guards around anywhere. Where were they? The boy simply just turned and gave me an adorable yet dissapointed look.

"To be honest, it's kinda upsetting you don't remember, after all we were bestfriends before your mother died." The sudden mention of my mother makes me freeze. Who is this guy? I want to run, but i can't move. There is something about this guy that is making me want to stay. 

"You, your name is Romeo." i blurt out without thinking. His face lightens up.

"Oh, so she does remember." He starts walking towards me. I should run, but i don't want to. 

"You're the one who has been saving me, you've been protecting me ever since mother died." He gives me a smile then frowns and looks to the ground. "You told me you were moving away and then you left, but this entire time." Tears start streaming down my face. Everyone I've ever cared about left me. Romeo walks over to me and holds me to his chest, petting my head. 

"I'm sorry!" He says. We stand there for what feels like hours, the tears have stopped falling but i'm still sad. He eventually lets go of me and just looks at me. 

"Go back inside, don't worry, I'll protect you." I nod and walk back inside, not looking back. I close the door then lay in my bed and for the first time in weeks, I fall peacefully asleep.

The End?

I wake to