Yesterday, Doc takes me to get some clothes (I had to wear her sweater and sweatpants out but I honestly doubt I'd ever return it) and my uniform.Not that I ever saw it after she bought it.When we returned, she asked what else I'd like to have in my room, as something personal for me since she had been the one who actually made the room and would like it if I left my own signature piece.Chocolate has his personal changing room.Caramel has a mini library.Cream has a water dispenser (turns out he's a fish. Are you surprised? I'm not)And Strawberry has a punching bag in his own room. Obviously, it's a sign of him needing help but I'm not saying a word about it.I, on the other hand, get five teddy bears.Why am I being the creepy teddy girl?Well, I'm glad you asked.Asides from the obvious fact that I'm absolutely terrified of sleeping alone because of the dreams I have, I also wanted to make sure Chocolate never has space to stay on my bed again so I can just sleep in peace.But
"Oh come on, it'd be fun!" "Well, dear Chocolate. Anyone who knows you and I can boldly state that I do because you've been on me like a leech for three days now, would know that your example of fun always has pain involved!" "But think about the sports bike! Who wouldn't like to be on a sports bike? Especially a bike that I'm riding in?" "I don't care!" There had a car they drove to school. An Audi Q5 anyway, but it was Strawberry who drove and it was also painfully clear that if I crossed my limits and entered the car as well, he'd happily run the car off the bridge and kill everyone just so I'd die too. So Coco, kindly, said he'd drive me to school. I mean, at first I was terrified out of my wits. Who in the lord's name would give Coco a car to drive? Did they not even worry about the pedestrians on the street? But no. It had to be a sports bike. Which is clearly worse. "Don't be like this, Kitten" Chocolate says, resting on the bike "We're going to be late. Not that I h
The first person to ever know what I really was, was my Ma.Alistair Montgomery was many things, and one of this things, was her ability to read people. It helped her in gossip groups, rising in fame—Helped her in handling me."Are you alright?"I look up from the book I was dawdling in. Doctor had given me saying I could write whatever I wanted in it, that was if I did not feel okay enough to talk to her myself that was.But I would never write what I felt. What I thought.It didn't help anyone.Kai is sitting some feet away from me, a look on his face that reminds me of how Lily looked at me when Mother Superior brought me out of her basement.I hated it.I chuckle, closing the book "Yeah. My shoulder still kinda hurts though""Wanna go to the clinic?" He asks.I give a brief shake of my head "No. It's just a light bruise, it'd go away"I try to reach out for it again, wincing one more time. I think I hit the handle of the locker and hurt something, I don't even know anymore."Um,
Throughout the whole day, no one talks to me. Though I'd rather they had because the side talks and eye stares were uncomfortable but Kai made it bearable.For one, he tried widening my japanese vocabulary but I was really glad I only knew certain phrases and didn't want that to change."But it makes you look like an idiot" He said"A kawaii one" I replied with a wink.He groaned."But when I realized that school was over, my body tensed.Kai wouldn't be there.Kai couldn't make me feel comfortable.Of course he realized my sudden quietness but I didn't give him an explanation. I know that there was no need for me to worry about going back because I was fine before but that fees so long ago.Kai hd offered me a ride home but I didn't want him to see that I lived with them so I just told him I already had a ride though I doubt I still did after everything that had happened.I walk into the girls bathroom, glad that it's quiet and empty as I stare at my reflection.My hair needs obvious
For as long as I can remember, I have never been brave.I always tried to avoid trouble, always tried to make sure no one got into trouble because of me. Most of the times, I would rather make myself suffer for as long as I could if it meant no one would get hurt.I didn't want to be a burden to anyone anymore.It was why the first time I met Chocolate, I kept running away from him, but he was the most persistent person I had ever met.Sure, there were days he terrified me but instead of me to be scared of what he was, it only made me want to be by his side and help calm him down as much as I could.That way, it would be like an equivalent exchange right?He protects me, and I care for him.But Chocolate was never the type to show emotions, and when he did, it was like he made an enormous mistake and he would replace it with a laugh and a grin.I never told him, but he always made me feel useless.Cream and Strawberry as well.When I tried placating Ber, it always ended up with me alw
I fucked up.I know that. I knew I was going to the moment I felt her hand on my arm and an electrifying feeling nearly shut down my senses.But I didn't feel sorry for what I did.So what? She was the one who broke my personal space first! No one even touches me when they know I'm pissed! Except Chocolate, but he's a maniac.I hiss as a small voice in my head tells me that she didn't know that but I ignore it, my eyes still on the two figures in the yellow painted room.Doctor is on a chair, Vanilla seated on the floor facing her bed while she rakes a hand through her blond hair, each movement so gentle that it doesn't surprise me when I can hear slight snores leave Vanilla's lips.And it also doesn't it surprise me when Doctor uses her other free hand to send a message to me without even looking back.Close the door and go to your room.I clench my fist, the thought of leaving them alone horribly unpleasant but I knew she was already upset with me and I didn't want to push my luck s
The next two days pass so fast and I really hated it.Due to the fact the handle of the locker I was shoved into it before had bruised my shoulder and Strawberry slamming to the wall, it had practically shifted a bone out of place and I had to wear a sling all the time.I mean, I didn't even know how bad it was till Doctor found me on the floor of my room, grasping my hand in pain and she checked it for me and took me to her room which was different from ours and yet, still the same.Her walls had a dull yet cool colour to it, but around it was a white bed with two white comforters and a white duvet, a caramel coloured vanity desk and wardrobe, a chocolate coloured couch, armchair and chaise lounge, red curtains—And a yellow grand piano. It looked like it was just newly painted anyway. She never told me what the significance meant but I could tell a bit. The room looked like a black and white scene from some dreary movie but when you saw the colour around the place, it gave a calming
When I'm done with showering, I wear my bra with my crucifix resting in between my breasts and panties with my knee length socks, staring at my reflection through the closet mirror.The scars are still on my body, hidden in places that were the least obvious because my Ma was very skillful in that sort of things. Knowing how to hide things.I had never had much body fat, which was surprising cause I ate a ton but she always used to say all my food just went to my head and came out when I began to say shit that didn't correlate with anything.Honestly, if all the food I eat could just kindly move to my butt, I'd be really grateful.Wait, that just means a lot of shit coming out of my ass. Okay. Gross. Skip.I hear my door open as Caramel walks in "Morning, Vanilla, I—" Then as usual, the customary closing of his eyes happens as he shrieks those very popular four words of his. "I didn't see anything!"I smile now, knowing that he did see something, before I turn around to face him. "Go