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Curtains Close; Take a bow. I think we fooled all of them now.

Chapter 88 - These Scars Won't Tear Us Apart

Anthony's POV

I checked my watch.

11:56

I had been wondering around what felt like the same area of woods for hours now. My feet were numb and my body was shivering. I hadn't had any luck at all. God knows where they could have gone. I just can't understand how two kids, one being blind, can wonder themselves out so far, so quickly.

The leaves were crunching below my feet and I turned around a large tree that had fallen beside me. I slowly approached it and touched it with my hand. It was wet and mossy, but I sat down on it anyway, questioning why I even bothered to check it in the first place. I had always liked forests. They were peaceful to me. But I had never come across a forest that was as pretty as the one beside my home village in Denmark. My father had built a deer watching platform in one of the bigger trees there, and I used to sit on it after a long day at school when I was younger.

I was starring up at the clouds, glad that this tree sheltered me from the rain. I kicked my foot through the leaves below me, disturbing them and causing them to be blown out by the wind.

"No! Don't!"

I turned around.

Sienna was stood out behind me. I could see Hanley's face looking at me from behind the fallen tree. We starred at eachother for a few seconds in silence. I was in shock. I had found them! They were right under my nose!

"Come here!" I shouted at the two of them, smiling and dropping down on my knees beside them. I pulled them both in tight to me and hugged them. "Why did you leave?"

Hanley wiped pushed his wet hair to one side. "We were scarred uncle Anthony. I didn't want mommy to hurt Sienna..."

My eyebrows raised. I looked at him slowly, watching his rosy cheeks and his running nose. "Did mommy hurt you, Hanley?"

He hesitated. "She didn't mean to."

"When?" I cried, so utterly angry that Rain could have done something like that.

"A while ago. Before Sienna was here. I can't remember... but she didn't mean to hurt me. She meant to hurt daddy." He nervously fiddled with his hands.

"Alright. Listen up. Nothing is going to happen to you while I'm around. If you think that something is, tell me. I love you kids, with all my heart. You don't need to run away from home like this." I took Hanley's hand and lifted him up onto his feet. "Come on, let's get you home." Sienna wrapped herself around my knees. I lifted her up over my shoulder and carried her, holding on tightly to Hanleys hand as we walked back home.

"Why does it always rain when people are sad?" Hanley whispered to me, his voice chirping over the sound of crunching leaves and snapping twigs.

"Well, it depends if you like the rain or not... I suppose." I told him, patting his back.

"I only like it if I have a coat... or an umbrella." He smiled.

I nodded to him. He was clever in the way that he thought about these kinds of things. But I wanted to concentrate on getting them home safely, because I could feel Sienna shivering against my chest and Hanley's hands were stone cold.

I could see the lights from the house in the distance. I sighed with relief. Not far now...

Notes

Tadaa finally updating for you :)


(@TheOneSheLoved) ;)

Comments

Quality read, I love this story so much, can you check out my new story please? I'd appreciate it and wanna collab

Anyone who is reading this, I'm actually the writer of this story, I just deleted my tumblr account that was linked to this a while ago. I wrote this years and years ago, and I think it's pretty poorly written at the start, so apologies lmao. But anyway, I made a new account, I'm older now so my writing has gotten better, I'm taking English as an A level too so everything is good. I'm in the process of writing something new, but I'm totally annoyed with the lack of views it's getting. It's got a kind of similar story involving drugs and pregnancy and stuff so check it out? <3 Its called "On The Vacant Canvas, We Should Be Waiting", and I've based some parts of the story ie. drugs and fights etc. on experiences that actually happened to me and my friends so it's quite a personal story, as I think it should be.

@SparklyRainbows
Thankyou so much, I've been really good lately, and I hope that you can be too, and I'm glad you're enjoying it :) You better stay awesome too, hun <3

I just want to let you know, I stated until 6:03 in the morning, reading the ever loving fuck out of this. This story is amazin . First of all, this story spans over years, not months or days like most storie . Second of all, I have a real connection with both Oli and Rain (which is one of the character names in my story, too!!!). I struggle with self harm, alcohol, and drug abuse, and this chapter really connected with me especially. Whatever you're going through, I've never met you, but I believe in you. I'm proud that you're five (or more) days sober, and you definitely better keep it up. You're a strong person, and it's really awesome that you're doing good and writing an amazing story while you're at. Stay beautiful my lovely creature!!

I really felt the connection in this chapter with the Alcohol abuse. I really liked this update, a lot x