Chapter 7: hunk of hotness

I walked downstairs to see one of the most beautiful people I have ever seen. He had oak colored hair and cream skin. His eyes the shade of the sky during a clear sunny day.

Oh yeah and then there was some other people too.

There was a dark man in a green hoodie and black sweatpants, a very pale, very vampire-looking boy. And then I recognized the person who drove me. His name is Manny I think?

I continued to walk into the kitchen and saw a man. The man looked like one of Carl's friends that he brought over after mom died. Now I'm 99% sure that it's not one of his friends but the resemblance freaked me out. I started to hyperventilate and the man saw and looked up. I hurriedly ran outside so people couldn't see me.

There was a big tree across the yard. I darted towards it. It looked like it was wide in the middle so I started to climb. You may be thinking 'you're having a PTSD attack. You don't need to be climbing.' Well too bad 'cause I did.

My breathing kept getting faster til I almost couldn't breathe. All I could think about was how he would touch me. Allow his friends to touch me. After so much begging he still wouldn't cooperate. So I just went to my safe place. My mind.

I then thought of my mom and how she used to be compared to who she was when we started to date, soon then marry, Carl. Before she was kind, sweet, compassionate, everything you wanted a mother to be. After she was a druggie who didn't care what a man did to her daughter.

All I could feel was his cold hand slap against my face. My head turned to the side although there was no one around. Rocking myself back and forth.

He had me wrapped so tight around his finger, I felt as if my head would pop off.

To someone watching I probably looked as if I was a crazy old hag. I mean I am a hag just old. All of his words that he said to me were like daggers. Not to the heart, just daggers piercing my skin

He would say I was his favorite toy, his most prized possession. If I was he most prized possession then why did he beat me? What did I do so wrong that he had to beat me? Every single harmful word he has said I remember. Every single slap, punch, jab, everything, I remember it all. The only things I don't remember is when he touched me. I refused to remember that stuff.

After what felt like a century I calmed down. I was so tired. Recalling all those things drained me. Great now I'm going to have to come up with a reason as to why I look as if I had just come out of a horror movie or something.

I stare up at the sky wondering what it's like to be a cloud. To have the whole sky to myself. To not worry about anything. Things would be a WHOLE lot better if I were a cloud.

I finally talked myself into going inside, or at least move out of the tree. I climbed down and immediately went to the lake to check how psychotic I looked. Hmmm.... not that bad. Just a little red and my makeup smeared and washed off a bit but that's nothing. I can just put on more. I grabbed my foundation- I always carried it in case a situation like this happened- and went to work. I personally think that I am pretty good at it. I can make it look as natural as natural could be. You can only tell I am wearing it if you look closely.

After some encouraging words to myself, I turned towards the house and began to walk towards it. It's okay Lidia. Just keep walking with your head down and you'll be fine. You can't get in trouble if your head is down.

True to my words I pointed my head down low so no one could see my face just incase my makeup was a little off or something since I did it in the reflection of a pond.

I almost made it to my room when just my luck I bumped into someone. "Oh my. I-I am so so so very sorry" I stammer out. "No worries all good. If anything I should be apologizing to you, I mean it was my fault" I risked the chance of being beat and looked into the very eyes I had saw earlier. Sunny day blue. "I'm sorry but, erm, uh, what's your name?" I blurted out, already feeling my face heating. "My name's Ian" if I wasn't froze in place I think my knees would've buckled. "C-cool name. Mines Lidia" he smiled. Oh em geeee! A very hot boy just smiled at me!

My face had to be the color of the Wattpad symbol.

After 7 seconds of staring I begun to remember my predicament. "I uh, I gotta go" he shook out of whatever he was in "oh yeah right" none of us moved. "So I'm just gonna", I pointed behind him, "Oh yeah totally sure" he scooted the same way I was going. "Haha I'm going to go this way" I nervously chuckled. "Of course" I finally made it to my room.

Bro I just did that. Meeting my whatever he is. I can't believe I did that. Oh my gosh he probably thought my makeup looked off or weird. Or maybe he was just about to make fun of how I was acting. "Dammit!", I whispered. I'm such a fool! How could someone like him, like someone like me. A horrible whore, hag, and so much others. I'm so stupid.

The first thing I did was make my way to my bathroom to fix my makeup. It didn't look that bad but it could use a little bit of touch ups.

Once my makeup was finished I went to explore the house since Zack only gave me a tour of the big rooms. Well actually I was just looking for a quiet place but hey, who's keeping track? I found a room that was the size of my room at my old house. It looked like a room for painting or drawing or basically just any crafts. There was a sorta window seat and I sat down and stared out of it.

I about jumped out of my skin when the already open door was slammed open... again. "Ohmygodthankjesusyouarealive. Every one she's in here!" Jesse yelled. Just like the first time to took a minute to process what he had just said. Two more of my brothers, Zack and James, came bustling in. "Oh my goodness. You gave us a heart attack." Oh no. Here comes the slap. I disappointed them. I waited for it but to my surprise it never came. My brothers just looked at me weirdly. "Anyways dinner is ready and don't worry, no shrimp is in it" oh yeah forgot about that one. "Okay I'll be down in a sec"

The boys walked out of the room. I urged myself to get up and go down there. Yay. Now I have to eat my food.

I made my way to the dining room and sat at the chair I sat in yesterday.

Yay. Dinner. This is going to be fun.

Double post! Oh my gosh this is probably the longest chapter I have ever wrote. But you guys need it after me not writing for a while. Well what do you think of Ian? Fun fact: I couldn't come up with a name for Ian so I had to ask my friends. I hope you like it and don't forget to vote, comment and obviously like :)