Wow, guys! Thank you so much for all the support! Thanks for the follows and favourites from DutchessGoodFairy and WillowTree1221! As for the reviews, for the most recent guest, thanks a lot for your kind comment, it's really lovely to know people like my writing! Thanks again to 85 for the reviews, and to be honest, I do like writing about how I feel that Enoch is a bit cold and rude to everyone (and he does argue with Hugh a lot) yet I feel deep down he does care about them all. Finally, thanks to UsernameInvalidGoAway (cool username by the way) for reviewing, and after looking over the chapter it does seem i did miss a line break, I do apologise, but I assume you are enjoying the story due to the favourites and follows, haha. You guys are amazing and I am so happy about the quick response! Thanks again! Anyway, on with the story.
That Fortress that he Built
The rain hammered down on the window glass as another roll of thunder shook the sky, the grey clouds looming overhead covering the should be periwinkle blue sky. As a bright spark of lightning struck to the ground, it sent a flash of light for just one second through the windows, but it was enough to send Fiona shooting up right in her bed. She jumped at the loud noise as her hands started to shake. She'd never love this weather. That wad for certain. It just brought back memories, and each drop of water from the heavens felt like a needle digging into her skin.
"You freak! You did this!" Her father's screams still echoed through her mind to this day.
I'm safe. I'm safe. She closed her eyes and pictured everyone sleeping silently in the house, all of them, everyone she loved. I'm safe
"You killed her! You did it on purpose! You freak!"
Freak. Freak. Freak. These horrible taunts were her reward for wanting to save her family. The same rain that washed away their blood. The same rain that fell as she was chased into that forest. That horrible, bleak place she spent weeks shivering under a tree. Chased away from home by those horrible, horrible flames. Freak. Freak. Freak. FREAK FREAK FR-
"Fiona!?" All of a sudden there was a warm hand on her shoulder and a soft voice breaking her out of the trance. Suddenly aware of her surroundings, Fiona realised that she was sitting on the floor of the bedroom, her knees drawn up to her face. Shaking and crying, she'd probably woken him up, and he'd noticed her sitting on the floor. Of course he had realised. Hugh too kind to her for his own good. Looking up to meet his forest green eyes, her tears were running down her face even faster. He was genuinely concerned for her. Night terrors for her, and most people in this home, weren't an unusual thing, yet that didn't mean they didn't get better each time they happened. The tears streamed even faster down her face as another rumble of lightning and thunder resonated from the clouds. Wrapping his arms around her, Hugh let her cry into his shoulder for a while before he guided her to a seat on the bed.
"Stay here" It sounded more like a command than a statement, yet Fiona trusted him and sat quietly as Hugh gathered up all of the duvets and blankets in the room. He quickly went to work, making some kind of blanket fort in middle of the room, carpeting the inside with pillows. Then, grabbing the torch that Jacob had given him, he gently pulled her inside. They sat down next to each other, on the pillows for a while will the storm raged on outside. The close contact ans heart warming things he did for her were a great comfort, and they talked for what seemed like hours.
"The rain reminds me of them" Fiona closed her eyes after a beat of silence, leaning into Hugh's chest. "I remember the night that my mother was killed. I remember the night they were killed for homing a freak like me."
"You're not a freak, Fiona," Hugh closed his eyes too. "Besides, if you are, then we are all freaks here. There's nothing to worry about... Try to think of things in a positive light. Let the rain hit you, but don't let it bring up more pain, let the rain wash it away. This is a fresh new water coming from the sky. Let it help build your life in the present, not bring you back to the past."
"Being positive. I like it." She smiled wider, and they listened to the rain for the rest of the night, untouched in the valiant and strong fortress, safe in each others arms.
I'll leave you leave you to imagine miss Peregrine's surprise when she went to fetch them for breakfast.
A/N I hoped you liked this chapter, and please leave a review!
