A thud was heard, I felt in control of my body, taking a tiny peak before opening my eyes looking at a stranger, who somehow felt like home, he didn't pose as a treat just stood Studying me.
I felt captivated by his alluring beauty, his hair was blonde, vibrant blue eyes that sparkled beneath the fluorescent lights of my bathroom, golden freckles adorned his nose and checks, his nose was defined, rosy lips set in a straight line, he was tell, I could tell by just looking at him, his skin tone matched mine but his was brighter unlike my mine which was dull.
"Who are you" i had managed to say after given him a once over, he smirked his gaze falling to my chest.
"I don't think we should be having this conversation with you naked" his velvet voice echoed in my mind as his eyes glazed over me shamelessly. 'naked' I thought till I looked down. I gasped using my hands to shield my chest, glaring at him.
"Get dress" he murmurs carrying my mom with no effort, placing her on his shoulders. "Pack light we are late". He continues about to leave.
" Wait.. that's my mom, where are you taking her? and what do you mean by pack light?" I rushed out.
"Get dress, pack light, meet us down stairs we will explain everything and she's not your mom" he uttered leaving no room for an argument or objection, he varnished like he was never here. What did he mean by not my mom i vividly remember what my mom looks like, frantically I looked around for a second I thought I was still dreaming but my racing heart told me otherwise.
I expected myself to run for the hills, instead I followed his instructions, something about his gaze warmed me up like I was compelled to follow his orders without question.
Quickly got dress in a black trouser paring it with a comfortable black top matching his attire, bending down under my bed in search of my black and white vans once spotted I put them on.
'Am too scared to love me' I read looking at my journal on my desk picking it up as I got rid of the books in my backpack, stuffing a new pair of panties, 2 pairs of black top and a sweater. Zipping up my bag heading to the door I turned back to get my cell phone.
"Can you tell me what's wrong with me, I know I should be angry but I don't feel a fucking thing" I spoke breaking the silence the minute I saw him, what I didn't expect was the audience, retreating back to my shell as their stares mad me cower they where unbelievable beautiful they looked unreal.
A girl in the back spoke with a board expression "She's the one, I see nothing special about her".
"Scar don't be mean" a scolding voice uttered shushing the so called scar up, her cheerful smile and aura calmed me down, slowly I smiled back at her polite jester. "I go by zoi"
"Zoi...." I tried to pronounce the strange name, earning a light chuckle from her, feeling embarrassed that I might have pronounced it wrong.
"Most people get it wrong I see you aren't dull" she says easing me, staring at her she pointed towards the guy from before. "He is Thánatos, death to be exact, and that is scar his pet" she says disgust evident in her face as she mentioned thánatos pet.
I nodded towards them proceeding to ask about my mom and where she was, a gust of air stopped me, my eyes widen as a boy appeared rather to close for my liking, about to lose balance by his close proximity his firm hand circled round my waist pulling me futher.
"Hi there tatia, i'm pain and we are leaving "