Laurie.

Sixteen.16.

Blurry vision!

I opened my eyes to see a manly figure, broad shoulders but not as broad as the monster's, sitting at the edge of the bed, blonde hair backing me.

I pulled up with the last strength in me, to see who it was. My head hurt a lot and my eyelids were heavy.

"Hmmm!" I made some tiring and painful sounds to attract my guardian.

He turned slightly and I found myself staring at Jorge. It was then it occurred to me that I was in his room and not mine.

"You're awake?"

I was too weak to reply. I only nodded with a questioning look as to why I was in his room. Like he understood my expression, he replied.

"You were hurt, you fainted and I had to bring you here. This is my room."

"Massimo hurt me," I said soberly. I thought I had died, I was really happy that I had died. At least I'm free from this world, free from Massimo and his monstrous acts and cruelty.

"How is it that I survived?" I asked rhetorically, confusing Jorge. He was taken aback by my questioni