I lifted my head off of his shoulder, his eyes were a lighter shade of blue now with worry laced all over them.

"What happened when you left us?" He questioned. "Nothing really." I lied, he looked for any source of lie but I tried hiding it so well. "I was just alone in the house for years. I did the same thing every single day."

He nodded, "I'm sorry I said all of those horrible things to you." He whispered, almost like he was scared to apologize. I shook my head, "You had every right to be angry and say all of the things you did."

He shook his head, "Its been a long day, why don't we get you to your room?" he said, getting up from the couch. "No can I sleep in here please. I'll even sleep on the couch." I begged.

He sighed, "My beds big enough to fit 25 people. Here, i'll go get you different clothes to change into." He said, sitting me on the corner of his bed.

He disappeared for a few minutes but came back with basketball shorts and a hoodie. "Change in the bathroom." He said pointing to the other door.

I simply nodded and made my way over. I locked the door behind me. This bathroom was huge. I placed the clothes on the counter, still observing it.

There was both a shower and a bathtub in one corner. The other held shelves on shelves of towels and other bathroom essentials.

Ok Kins, enough gawking over the bathroom. I took off my hoodie and loose shirt, leaving my bra on. Purple, yellow, blue, green, even black bruises littered my body. Mostly around my stomach and around my ribs. The cuts, scars, and burns weren't getting any better either.

They probably wouldn't be getting any better until I go see an actual doctor. I refuse to put myself through that again, especially after the last time.

I took off the jeans I had on. A new set of scars, bruises, and cuts scattered around. The sight made me sick to my stomach.

A soft knock was heard from the door, "Kinsley you alright in there?" Luca asked, the same monotone from earlier. "Yea." Was all I said.

I sighed, taking the shorts and putting them on. They were huge. I could fit both legs in one spot if I really wanted to. It was a good thing there were strings because I would have been screwed if not.

The hoodie was huge too. It went down to almost my knees. It was comfortable though and smelled really good.

I grabbed my clothes from the floor, moving my way back to the bedroom. "Cuteeeee." Luca says, a smile present on his face.

I laughed, "I like this hoodie." Luca laughed, "You can have it, put your clothes in that basket." He said, pointing to an overflowing basket kept in the corner.

"How do you even have any clothes, they're all right here!" I threw my arms in the air. He chuckled from beside me, "Have you seen my closet? I have like 4 of these shirts." He said pointing to the shirt he was wearing.

"Ahh I see. You still need to wash these it's gross." I laughed.

"Yes ma'am." He says, making his way to his closet. "Ima change, you can get settled." He said, closing the door behind him.

I climbed into the huge bed, dragging a fluffy blanket with me. This bed is the most comfortable thing I had ever been in. I mean I've never been in an actual bed anyways but it's fine.

Luca came out a few minutes later, dressed in what looks like the same shorts and hoodie I had on. "See." He said, dragging his hands down his clothes. I laughed, closing my eyes.

Luca jumped in beside me, dragging a blanket towards him. "If they come in here and wake you up in the middle of the night i'm going to personally murder them." He said, talking to himself more than to me.

"No you will not." I said, shaking my head. "If they take pictures too. Their phones will be smashed." He threatened again. I laughed, causing him to smile.

"I'm so happy you're back with us, Kins." He said, wrapping his arms around me again in a protective stance. Of course I didn't hold back. I hadn't felt this protected or even loved in so long.

"Goodnight Tesoro." He whispered.

Darkness.

Some think its scary. Some say it's a bad thing full of bad people.

I think the darkness holds so much power. To me its a refreshing feeling. The darkness tells me that I can rest without having to worry about anything.

For the first time in my life I feel like i'm not completely alone. Like I have someone or something that actually cares for me.

Maybe i'm going crazy. Maybe this is all just another bad nightmare and i'm letting my hopes get the best of me.

Maybe this was just more bad news and i'm letting my life get the best of me.

Before Mom met my stepfather, she used to tell me, "bad news is just good news in disguise. Thats even though things look bad, there is always a rainbow around the corner."

Hopefully she is right.
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