Miss Troublemaker
Sometimes stuff makes you do despicable deeds. As of this moment, I am dumbfounded by the leather jacket held out to me. If I were not soaking wet, shivering with a cold, and going red due to fever, I would happily waste his attempt at being a gentleman. His biceps twitched as he held out the jacket further while he pitched his voice. How dare he command me? It can’t be possible that my wavering hands are reaching out for the jacket that is drenched with the scent of pure leather. Maybe my hands are naive or my vision is blurred or my senses are blocked as I am reaching out for something out of reach. I shut my eyes. Maybe I am just dreaming. Suddenly he wraps my shoulders with his jacket. I want to take it all in: the warmth, the pleasure, and the gist. All of his kindness seems to be a fantasy. Am I still alive? The warmth brings on realization and my eyes snap open. What am I doing with my enemy by my side?
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.