Chapter 13 - Aurora

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                                PRESENT
      SONG: GOLDWING - BILLIE EILISH
TW!: MENTION OF ABUSE , SH , ETC!

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It's currently 5:52 a.m.

My head hurts so bad.

My wrists hurts.

And my feet too.

But I woke up in a different bedroom.

A strange bed.

Different house.

I don't know what's going on and where am I.

Or what happened.

I don't know who is the person that brought me here.

I got off the bed and walk to the bedroom door.

I open the door and see a long hallway.

Everything is grey , black or white.

Not a single happy colour.

Not red.

Not green.

Not blue.

Or anything else.

Everything is grey.

Black.

White.

But the house is luxurious.

A very luxurious one.

The ceiling is white, the walls black, the doors frame are grey.

There are lamps on the walls as well.

In my left I see a room with a grey door.

In front of me I see a big painting and on the right wall 2 painting. Above it I see a white led light.On left wall at the first door 5 more paintings. The big painting is a woman holding her shoulders, covering her breasts with her forearms.

Her brown dark hair falls down her back. She has a spider tattoo with the word 'cont;nue' on her left shoulder and a tear running down the cheek.

I don't know what the word means but I love the spider tattoo.

I love tattoos so much.

I've always wanted one.

So badly.

But I couldn't get one.

Because of my father.

The woman has long lashes and full lips , pink cheeks and her nails are like a jelly red.

"This is amazing..." I blurt out.

"I know. But no one knows what it means." A voice said , making me jump.

I look to my right and see Riccardo.

"What do you mean?" I say.

"It's an old painting." He replied while he puts his hand in his black jeans pocket.

"How old?" I ask.

"7 and a half years." He said looking at the painting.

"Who- how is that so old?" I ask again.

"I payed a woman to paint it. It cost me 3 thousand dollars. It's old because I asked the woman 7 years ago , to paint the girl I love to have it as a memory."

"When she is going to visit my house she is going to see the painting when she will pass through the hall."

'The girl I love.'

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