Thanks for the reviews so far and everyone who has read my first chapter you guys are amazing x Anyway here is chapter 2. Enjoy. Disclaimer – I do not own harvest moon or any of its characters.
Chapter two – Nobody's P.O.V
The mysterious stranger caught Chelsea before she hit the floor. He tore the bottom part of his shirt off and dabbed the wound on her head before gently picking her up in his arms marriage style and making his way to the closest building.
Chelsea's P.O.V
I woke slowly and looked around at the unfamiliar surroundings. I was in a hospital bed. Drinking in the baby blue walls and white tiles, I got up and wobbled. My head was pounding. I ran my hand over my head and came across a bandage. Suddenly Dr. Trent walking in wearing his white coat.
"Chelsea!" he exclaimed while picking up the little white clipboard at the end of my bed. "We thought that you'd be out for another day. You lost a lot of blood" I scraped my mind for answers but came up empty handed. I remember a cowboy but that's about it and I'm sure that was a dream. Strange. He sighed.
"Let's take a look at you then" he said while patting the bed for me to sit down. I followed his orders but questions flew themselves around my head. I was beginning to get a headache.
"What happened?" I asked. He looked at me for a minute before taking my hand in his. He looked into my eyes with such intense it made me blush slightly.
"You were attacked last night" he said without removing his gaze from mine. "We don't know exactly what happened as the man who brought you in was very…." He paused for a second deciding on a good word to use. "…distinctive about what happened. He brought you in his arms and laid you on the waiting area's couch before saying that you were attacked. We took you to a bed but when I returned he had gone. You had 5 stitches." He finished. I looked at him and ran my free hand over my bandage and flinched. After Dr. Trent had examined me he declared me well enough and discharged me. I'd been unconscious for just 12 hours so I could leave for the ferry. Luckily the clinic was right near the docks so I could board the next boat as soon as it came. My luggage was lost when the man pinned me to the wall. All I had was the rucksack that I always carried on my back. I went out to the deck to let my honey-nut hair fly in the breeze. After the over-night journey to sprout island I docked and was greeted by a worried looking Julia and her mum, Mirabelle. She ran to me and gave me a death hug. She looked up at me teary eyed.
"Don't you ever do that to me again!" she said while gently punching my arm. I felt even guiltier than before.
"Believe me Julia I won't" I laughed and shook her off. I assumed Dr Trent had called and told them what had happened. I looked over at Mirabelle who was waving at me to follow her. I followed her to a little silo/house in town. I t had bright red roof tiles which practically blinded anyone walking pass.
"This is where me and mum live" she smiled. Last time I saw her was when we were both 14. She and her mum moved out here when Julia's dad died. I was envious of her at the time (sounds awful I know) we usually spent hours talking on the phone until one of us finally fell asleep. She had always been my best friend. Julia led us into her front room where a strong smell of hay hit me. I knew Julia had always loved animals and her mum had wanted to own an animal shop since she and my mum first met years ago. I suddenly stopped that thought as I could feel a threatening tear appear at the corner of my eye. I quickly brushed it away before anyone could see.
"Chels you can either sleep in my room or the sofa bed in here" she pointed to an overstuffed couch. I looked at the sofa and decided against it. Anyway Julia probably would get moody if I chose the sofa bed over her. She jumped up in the air and dragged me by the wrist down a thin corridor with four doors leading off it. I assumed one was Mirabelle's and one was the bathroom. The one I was stood near was Julia's but who's was the forth. I began making up imaginative reasons. My favourite one was that it was a secret chocolate stash room. But if it was just a spare room couldn't I just stay in it? I was about to ask Julia but she pulled me into her room. I tripped over a bean bag and banded on my butt. Again. Julia looked at me as if she had just chucked me off the end of a cliff. She grabbed my hand and slowly lifted me up. I rubbed my butt and stuck out my tongue. She just laughed.
"Still as clumsy as before?" she asked with a raised eyebrow. I ignored her and sat myself down on her bed. Her room was just like I had imagined. Girlie, covered in posters of boy bands and magazines scattered all over the floor. I sighed and lay down on her bed looking up at the ceiling. I could feel Julia getting twitchy from the corner of the room. Being quiet for a while did that to her.
"Where's your bag Chels?" she asked puzzled. Crap I forgot about that. I sat up nervously and looked at her while twiddling my fingers.
"Um….well, I kinda lost it" she went quiet. I looked up slowly at her. She had a huge grin on her face. I knew what was coming next.
"MAKEOVER!" she squealed while going over to her humongous wardrobe. My eye twitched. She opened he wardrobe to reveal over 200 items of clothing. My mouth fell open. After no more than two minutes a pile of clothes landed on my knee.
"You can have these" she smiled while retaking her seat on the bean bag. I looked down at the pile of clothes in disgust and pulled out a pair of flashy pair of red hot pants. I looked at her bemused. She rolled her eyes and picked up a magazine from the floor then casually flicked through the pages. I hunted for suitable clothes in the pile and finally dug out a pair of denim shorts, a mid-length sleeved top and an orange jacket. I suppose these would have to do I sighed.
This was kind of a filler until the next chapter as not a lot happens. Thanks for reading and stay tuned
