Chapter 8: BEHAVE NORMAL

I felt warmth on my face, and I could hear birds chirping and some low sounds around me. What was the time again? I shift my head to the side only to receive a groan from myself, "Ugh." I squeeze my already shut eyes; it hurts. I slowly open them only to be kissed by the warm sun 'This is the best time I always have in the morning. The sun never judges me but rather always makes me feel good to look forward to the day, though it's always tough as usual. I look to my side and I see the same man still in black and a black mask, he always appears in situations like this, what even happened to me? Oh yes, now I remember.? I frown. My head throbs more just from remembering it. He was reading maybe a magazine or something like that, and he didn't notice I already woke up slowly I sat leaning my back on the headboard but the bed sure made a creaking sound that made him turn to m can only see his eyes, but only a little bit of it, because of his hat, which was covering his eyes, not to mention his bangs too. "Oh, you woke up," he acknowledged, and I slowly nodded. "Did you bandage my head?" I ask because as far as I remember I wasn't even here in the first place but again I didn't think he would ignore my question yet "I'm glad you woke up I'll send in the maid to bring you some food" and just like that he stood up and walked out what is wrong with him? he never talks to me about anything we only talk a few things and disappears into thin air and why does he appear only in such a situation what is even happening to me? Even though I wanted to thank him, he just vanished into thin air. I just got used to it, I mean, I don't even know his name. "Urrgh," I groan in frustration every time I try to think about something The headache only worsens. "I should get a nice, good shower" Yeah, that will work. Moving into the shower, I do my usual routine, only this time the shampoo in my hair is red, must be the dried blood. I washed it off quickly and headed out. I would have stayed longer, but I changed my mind moving to the big mirror I couldn't help but notice a bruise on my chest. It looks like a print and red print touching it still felt sore and burning up. On the dressing table, I saw a herb tube I could use 'Maybe he left it here' I smiled, and I applied it around the sore. I have a couple of marks and scars many on my ribs down to my thigh a big ugly scar looking right into me and on my arms above were whip marks 'I look so disgusting I don't want anyone to see I.....' it's when I heard a Knock on the doo,r Youngg mmasterr your uncle is calling for you to join him for bbreakfastt" I heard her say,y ",ocomemi." I replied, I'd taken my shirt on as soon as possible, I didn't want anyone to see me like this. Slowly down the stairs, I made it to the dining room and I saw Uncle already seated but hadn't touched his food yet, 'I guess he was waiting for...' "I was waiting for you" '' I managed to smile a bit it was fake I know,w but if you do something every day, usually it becomes a habit, right? I could see him from the corner of my eye,s smiling back aat me "Take a seat and eat the food or it will get cold" he calmly said, that's what he always does i took a seat and held the fork buwaitedit.... wait a minute!..... why is the fork shakShit sIt's it's ..... It's my hand, 'stop shaking, stopsshaking' I debate in my mind, but it seems like my fingers have a mind, my fingers are trembling while holding the fork, and I don't know why, I don't know if I'm scared about his calm bto ehave. Orr? Or what is the night? I'm not sure, but why am I afraid? We always do every day. I'm so used to it by now. I was just confused, and I could see him almost turning to me, and I put down the fork before he could see that t wouldn't stop tremblingn'tn't want him to see. "oh hey why are you not eating?" he aasks"iIsthe food that bHey hey where's the chef maybe someone needs a good lesson" I know what you meant by tthat oh wait nthechef didn't do anything wrong I was just thinking if I should use the fork or my handI?" iIlie "and what have you decided?" a sks ask "I will just use my hand" I smile a bit taking in the sausage in my fingers he looked at me in ddisbelief"iIdon't know why you're using your hands but ok if you wwantso" he shrugged and continued taking in his meal. I don't even have an appetite for this but I will try to eat, this happens every morning, happenspen at night and in the morning it's like we just had a nightmare or more like I had a nightmare, hereevery dayy is always a new day nothing from the past has to be brought backthe to present right? I hold on to that thought, so I also play along like nothing happened, besides I'm not doing this being force,d because aga, in no one would have helped me much like he .did I should just be grateful that maybe he didn't kick me out, yet you have to watch my steps in the future.