Disappointment or blessing?

Olive's pov

Disappointment or blessing?

It is so hard for me to decide.

This moment, stretched in front of me, is the epitome of embarrassment.

What was I even thinking? Why my thoughts are so wild?

I am so confused that I can't even decide with what emotions suit me.

Should I get mad or beg for mercy?

Mr. cruel is leading the way, while I am stuck at my position glaring at the dilemma ahead of me.

He turns around at the top of the staircase and gestures me to move, but I am stuck.

What in the world did I do to deserve this?

"What" he fires a question in my direction dropping his arms in disgust.

"Ahh" I stammer for no valid reason.

"Do you suppose I will carry you up here?"

Obviously he should consider this.

How can I walk roughly 10 steps up the staircase with an injured foot?

I give him a confused expression.

"You see that rod there" he points; I follow his finger's direction and nod.

"Use that to support your body and hop on one foot. It is getting late I told you already we don't have all the time in the world" he says.

Ugh why does he keep bothering me by mentioning the time?

I know it is getting a bit late but what should I do? Should I just vanish or ask for superpowers to stop the time?

I give him an annoyed look and roll my eyes.

"I am also getting late for a treatment because of this"

I stretch my arms and move my head sideways showing the place I am currently standing at.

"Then hurry" his cold voice is just unbearable on this chilly night.

"Whyyyyyy" I am losing it

"Why did you bring me here? Here of all the places?"

"I see that mind of yours" he stops and thinks for a while "needs to be amended"

"As for the details you will know once you care to get inside"

This is it, the end of my freedom.