Chapter 76
Roxy's POV
The room is dark.
But my eyes are wide open.
Earlier when we came back into the cabin, Kye gave me some water and painkillers and I feel so much better right now. He asked me if I was okay with us sleeping on the same bed and I said I wasn't, so he took a sleeping bag and now he's sleeping on the floor. He said that he's slept in worse places during his military training so he'd be okay by the time the sun rises.
Here I am, feeling guilty for telling him I wasn't comfortable with us sleeping on the same bed. It's actually raining and it's getting colder. I don't remember it being a rainy season though. Climate change is weird these days.
I can hear Kye breathing calmly and I can't help but wonder how he's so comfortable in that sleeping bag. I switch on the lights and check my phone, it's past 1AM. When I put the phone back on the night stand, Kye wakes up.
Shit!
"Sorry, did I wake you up?" I ask, pursing my lips. My eyes scanning through the dark room for nothing in particular.
"Not really , I'm always alert, are you alright?" he asks, his voice raspy.
"I'm okay. Although it's kind of hard to sleep knowing you're sleeping on the floor in a sleeping bag," I say, pulling the comforter closer to me. I switch on the lights and find him raising both eyebrows.
"I'm really fine, Roxy. Don't worry about me," he says.
"Please, just... Just sleep on the bed, I don't want to feel guilty through out the night," I say.
"Are you sure?" he looks at me dead in the eyes and I swallow hard.
Get your shit together Roxy!
"Yeah."
"Alright then," he says and gets underneath the comforter, his long legs going all the way almost to the edge of the bed. "Goodnight again," he says and he faces the other side of the wall.
After a few minutes I switch off the lights and before I know it, I'm in la-la land, dreaming about Willy Wonka and his chocolate factory.
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Vic's POV
I gave Wren some time to get ready for bed and once she was done she took out a novel.
"So you're a reader these days, huh?" I ask.
"Yeah, my family reads alot, so I kind of got into it unknowingly. It's amazing how books take you to so many places without even having to move. If you know what I mean."
She gets into bed and so do I.
"Are you going to sleep with that around your kneck?" she asks and I notice I'm still wearing a pendant my mom gave me when I turned eighteen. This is the only thing that reminds me of her and I treasure it so much. Roxy has hers too.
"Oh, I guess I forgot," I say, taking it off.
"Can I see it?" she asks and I hand it to her. "It's unique, where did you get it from?"
"My mom," I sigh.
"How is she?" she asks and I look away hiding my pain.
"She's no longer with us. I didn't tell you that because I don't like talking about it. She died while still in prison. We saw her die right in front of us and there was nothing we could do, it was so–" and my words trail off.
Wren sits up.
"I am so sorry Vic. What really happened?" she tucks her hair behind her ear.
"She was too sick and there weren't any good doctors that could treat her in the prison. So many things have been happening lately... Wren, it's like you barely know me now," I say.
"Hey, don't say that. I can sit here all night listening to you if I have to. What's been happening?" she puts her book away and hands me the pendant.
"You might view me as different person but I'm changed now. I started doing drugs and it got to a point where I had debts everywhere, my aunt Olivia swore to never give us a single cent, she even stopped paying Roxy's school fees, so she had to quit. Then, now that my mother is gone, some mysterious thing happened. We found one of Roxy's old paintings at an art gallery and a guy had bought it for a huge amount of money. We haven't used the money yet since... Urgh this sounds stupid," I face-palm myself.
"No, it's not, go on, please," she says and I sigh.
"We have to follow some clues here and there to know what's next. Anyway, my mom's death has left us wounded, if it weren't for Kyrah's family, and Scott, I don't know where we'd be staying. Just so you know, Roxy had even ran away right after mom died. Kyrah found her. I thought I had lost her too, you know. It was such a painful moment for both of us and every time I talk about her, I see her pale face in my mind, the way she closed her eyes and she exhaled her last breath, I–"
"Vic... I am really sorry for everything that's been happening, and now that I know, you can always count on me too. I'm glad Kyrah and Scott have been of great help. Come here." she opens her arms wide and hugs me gently. She smells so sweet.
"Thanks, Wren," I say pulling away from her. I feel comfortable around her now.
I place my pendant on the nightstand and before I switch off the lights, Wren wraps an arm around my chest. I quickly switch off the lights and I smile in the dark room. Just a small contented smile. Then as if she sensed it, she moves closer and lies on my chest.
Such a daring girl!
I switch on the lights and she looks up at me.
"What's wrong?" she frowns.
"Nothing," I lie.
Her eyes, her beautiful green eyes are like stars, shining bright when I look at them. Such a rare color. Her wavy red hair sprawled all over my chest looks so beautiful! She's just perfectly perfect!
"Vic," she whispers.
"Yeah?" I whisper back and she sits up, so do I. She then leaves the bed and walks to the closet and opens her suitcase. She's in a short blue, silk night gown and her red hair is flowing right down her back making her look like a Victoria Secret model.
She digs deep into her suitcase and takes something out and hides it behind her back, then walks back and joins me in bed.
"Close your eyes," she says and I do as I have been instructed. She then places something in my hands and tells me to open my eyes.
When I do, I see another pendant, with a silver cross. I turn to look at her.
"I... I've been keeping that for a while now. I was to give it to you that day when I left with my new family. I still hoped that we'd see each other again so I kept it and waited," she takes it and places it around my neck,"It suits you. I'm glad I held on to it."
I smile as I look at the pendant.
"I love it. I guess I'll be wearing both of them from now on," I say proudly.
Silence follows as we sit there staring at each other for a couple of seconds.
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