I opened my eyes just to be met by a charming soul.
As the soft glow of the fading sunlight bathed the room I was in, a fine young man emerged, his presence casting a captivating aura. With a commanding height that spoke of strength and confidence, he stood some feet away from the bed I was lying at, his gaze penetrating yet enigmatic. His fiery red hair framed a face chiseled with rugged charm, accentuating the intensity of his gray eyes that seemed to hold a universe of stories.
As the sunlight danced upon his features, shadows played across his defined jawline, creating an intriguing contrast. Dressed impeccably, he embodied a fusion of style and substance, a manifestation of every girl's dream including mine.
His demeanor exuded a quiet allure, leaving an indelible impression on me
Am I dead? Or did I end up somewhere in between life and death with such a breathtaking grim reaper?
My eyes felt too heavy, so I closed them back, trying to get my strength back and comprehend what was going on, but it just felt like I was being drawn into a dark hole.
I could suddenly hear someone calling my name,and struggled to open my eyes to find someone pointing a touch in my eye and waving their hand, but I couldn't make out who it was as everything looked blurry to me
Is it because I didn't have my glasses on?
But I couldn't at least see things this close to me so why is everything suddenly so different now?
I blinked a few times, and everything slowly became clearer, and I found a lady looking at me with a smile. I felt a cold liquid flowing through my left hand and a huge pen on my left thumb.
The beeps of machines could be heard repeatedly in the room and for some reason, I found it annoying
"Shouldn't the oxygen mask be taken off now? Or can't she breathe without it?" I heard the voice of the person who grabbed my hand earlier and turned to find a familiar figure, he almost had similar looks to the man I saw earlier when I first opened my eyes but the difference was he had dark hair and light brown eyes and also looked a bit younger than the first man I saw, even his height and demeanor was different
"Carmela I'll be taking off your oxygen mask, if you find it hard to breathe then give me a nod if you don't then don't respond," she said with the nicest smile I've ever received before taking off the oxygen mask I was wearing
'But where exactly am I?' I looked up to find myself in a spacious room.
"Her vitals are normal; just feed her and give her the medications I have prescribed, and she'll return to her full health in no time."
"Alright," he said with a smile
"No need to see me off; I'll take my leave now, call me if anything comes up," the lady said, making her way towards the door.
"Hello Carmela, do you recognize me?" I slowly sat up trying to remember where I saw him
"Ha..have..we..met before?" I managed to ask and he nodded picking up a pen and a long note as he handed me my glasses
"You can write down your thoughts here if you find it hard to interact with me.
So let me introduce myself, I'm Xavier Dean and I attend the same university as you"
No wonder he looks familiar
'What am I doing here?' I wrote down on the paper he handed me and raised it for him to read
"Remember why you were running? Because you wanted to run away from those people, well it turns out my brother was the one you were sold to"
Excuse you? I don't get what you're trying to say, I wanted to scream but for some reason I couldn't help but stare at his face as he smiled
"So don't freak out okay,and from what I know staying here is the safest for you"he took a seat at the bed end while staring immensely at me
"Damn! Does she even understand what I'm saying?" He suddenly stood to his feet tilting his head to the side
"I'm not dumb,I just find it hard to express myself sometimes" I voiced out finding his comment annoying
"Wow,she's also sharp tongued what a match made in heaven"he faced me smiling from side to side and I raised an eyebrow questioning what he was hitting at
"If you want to live peacefully in this house then I'll be giving you some tips.
The first thing you need to do is forget about running away, secondly,with time you'll get used to the way things are done here but untill then,if you don't want to get thrown out nor punished then avoid one person 'Nix Dean' who is my elder brother and your savior or offender what ever you see him as.
To be honest,he can be a demon or an angel whichever he pleases to be but most times he's a demon so be careful"
Is he actually dissing his brother before me or truely worried about me? I couldn't help but ask myself as I look up to be met by his wild eyes
"Nix Dean is usually home from 9pm to 8am,so try your best to avoid those hours okay, remember the story of the big bad wolf and the three piglets?" I nooded in response
"He is the big bad wolf and you,I and one more person are the three piglets so make sure you avoid him unless we'll all lose our houses" he said with folded hands "And one more thing, we usually have breakfast at 7:30 so please make sure you're at the dinning table even if you're not hungry please,I beg you to be there to prevent the third world war from breaking out in this very house and no midnight snaking after 10pm,he can send one to jail for that if they are caught.
So good luck and welcome to Nix Dean's house" he showed me two thumbs up as he closed the door behind him.
To be more precise I just landed in a house which I believe is much better than the one I was living in but more of a prison?
Destiny surely knows how to shoot it's shot.
As if taking grandma wasn't enough,I had to get sold off to a man who's more like a demon and sometimes an angel by my so called Uncle and aunt. I turned to left to find my hand connected to an IV drip and I sighed trying to come up with something.
Xavier was surely right about one thing,the safest place I could be at right now is this house,but I don't plan on staying here forever,I surely need to come up with something,but what given my situation?
I reached out to the side of the bed and picked up my phone to find lots of miscalls from Suzy and editor Damian
"He.."
"Carmela are you okay? Were you able to get away from them? Where are you" Suzy panicked from the other end of the phone and I suddenly felt at a lose
"I'm okay" I said and I could hear her sign in relief
"That's good news to my ear,but where are you staying? I even had to reach out to your editor to check if you were with him but he said no"
Well if you let me speak I'll tell you everything in details,why did I even have to be created as such a phycological patient?
According to the psychiatrist I wasn't born that way and it was due to a traumatic event,but for some reason I can't remember that event nor overcome it.
"I'm at the house of the person I was sold to"
"What?!" She screamed and I had to extend my hand from my ear a bit
"I'll..I'll also be staying here for a few days so don't worry,it's not as back as we thought" I smiled doubting what I actually said
"I hope so,call me if anything happens okay I'll try talking with my friends as well"
"Okay..bye" I ended the call to find a message from editor Damian
'Suzy told me what happened with you,I don't want you to feel pressured about your book I'll try my best to calm the readers.
Make sure to take care of yourself and call me if you need any help' it read and the smile on my face suddenly drained.
Everyone is ready to take my side and support me but can I actually help myself?
Will I be able to survive living with the so called Nix Dean or will I be succumbed to running away?
Well only time can tell.