Colorless의 모든 챕터: 챕터 11 - 챕터 17

It was the middle of the day, and the restaurant was still buzzing as usual. I was completely flushed, going back and forth from the kitchen to tables. I was a little bit glad I got a busy job; it kept my mind off my brother. I was standing by a table, waiting for a snobbish middle-aged woman to place her order when I heard the chime of the bell above the door indicate the entrance of another customer. I groaned internally when I saw a set of people walk straight to table three, one of the tables I was assigned to wait at. I finally got the middle-aged woman’s order and took it straight to the kitchen. There were five people sitting at table. Three men and two women. They were all outworldly beautiful, but only one caught my attention, one very beautiful male. His striking grey eyes were the first thing I noticed, as it seemed to pierce through my entire being, shaking me to the core. His brown hair looked thick and wavy, and I wanted so badly to sink my hand in it, to feel it run t

I felt a pair of strong hands shake me roughly. It did nothing to ease my headache, only made it worse. I groaned in pain, letting the person know they had succeeded in waking me up. My whole body ached, and the fact that I was on hard ground didn't help at all. My throat was parched and my mouth tasted like bile and blood. I sat up slowly and took in Amaya's beaten form staring at me blankly. I glanced around to find that we were in a cell of some sort; there were huge silver bars in front, and the stench of blood and wolvesbane almost had me throwing up again. I slowly dragged myself to the back of the cell, resting my back against the wall. The cell opposite us had someone in it; an old lady with thinning grey hair stared at us with curiosity and amusement. Her hands were in shackles, and the wrists around it looked burned. I subconsciously rubbed my wrists, thankful to not be in that situation, but my movements did not go unnoticed by her. "Enjoy it while it lasts, rookie," sh

We were on the run, again. It's been four days since the abduction and we hadn't stopped running. We even hot-wired a car and dyed our hair blonde and changed our names... again. To stay off the raider. We were now Gabriella and Emilia Bianchi, sisters. We were in some city in Rome. I had swallowed a couple of pills Amaya got for me the past couple of days so I felt better, physically that is. I was currently standing by the window of my room, looking below at the hustle and bustle of the great city. The honking of cars accompanied by the voices of hundreds of people speaking at the same time seemed so loud and yet so silent, distant. I was in my own world, my own bubble, the stress of the past few days finally catching up to me. I had come to the window in hopes of getting distracted from my spiralling thoughts, a relief from my inner turmoil but even the city below and the noise couldn't distract me from myself. I had only one image stuck in my head, the image of our kitchen bac