Hit Me Like A Man

(The Pretty Reckless-acoustic version)

Loud footsteps echo in the unsettling silence. What's going on ? It's saturday isn't it, Mary doesn't come in till I woke up in the mornings..something's wrong!

I open my eyes slightly and analyse the new room I found myself in. Where the heck am I ?

Between my lashes I can see a modern room around me with grey and white windows and curtains in red and dark red. A chandelier hangs above right in the center of the room making it look spacious and elegant.

On the other side of my bed is another bed with clean and absurdly white sheets but the bed is actually messed up like somebody has made it like that on purpose.

In front of the beds there are two vintage white desks, on one there are books all over it covering it completely and above all of them a pink laptop with girly stickers and pink fluff around the edges. And the other is also full of useless things that mostly contain pink, shiny things or anything related to Barbie.

What the heck ?

I open my eyes and start rolling to stretch while yawning.

Wait ...

I-.. I think I-..I remember something!

As I look around everything comes back to me... the goodbyes, the road, mr Friedrich the butler, the mansion and the brick box and also th-..e-the blood, the poor girl...

No wake up! It was just a dream... but it seemed so real.. like it was-No, no, done with the nonsense ...let it go !

"Well, look who's woken up?!" I suddenly heard a pure and soft but also a phony voice

I didn't say anything not wanting to waste my breath on this kind of people..it's true I'm not some innocent princess but I at least don't pretend to be one. I smirk and get out of bed and walk right past her.

"I suppose this is my room?!" I brush away the curtains and look out the windows...

"No!" she replays annoyed. I look at her questioningly.. What the hell is wrong with her?

"This is my room and I let you stay in it !" she smiles innocently

Yeah sure! you are really innocent!

I look at her really bored and then turn around at the window as I hear her say something under her breath. I would so turn around to slap that barbiefied face but I need to do everything in my power to leave this place immediately even if it means to turn off my anger.

From the window there is a perfect view of the enchanting mansion. With perfect curves and shapes the mansion looks like a Victorian castle from the old times, it has a rapturous beauty, something like what you see in old black and white movies but also it seems kind of cold, sad and also a little familiar. The colors are a bit faded in the corners and the windows aren't in the best shape but it's marvelous. The whole castle is on three levels but it seems a whole lot bigger.

As I was looking to the construction of the windows and arches, I see a big shadow coming closer to one of the windows on the third floor. The shadow quickly turns into shape as a muscular structure with broad shoulders, a tall guy I think looks exactly in my eyes. I froze in place too caught up to move, to speak or even breath.

Is this normal ?

His eyes are glowing like two silver pearls, two round silver beams peering in my soul...I don't know why but in that moment I felt like everything around me didn't existed anymore and I was a little scared of that intense vibe. It almost made me forget to exhale, along with the beauty it had to them there was something more that made me shiver, more than a cold feeling...

"Ehem!" she wakes me up, "Just so you know, my name is Alison!"

I turn around and smile tired "I'm Violet!"but when I get my sight back at the window there is nothing there anymore...damn you Alison!

I sigh annoyed and drag the curtain over the window making the room darker..perfect! and push my steps forward and enter into a large and clean bathroom with a shower and also a large tub, two sinks and a large mirror covering a big part of the pale green wall, with a shelf that is obviously full of Alison's useless stuff.

I look at my plain face and sigh, my green eyes have big dark circles around them, my dry mouth has pale small lips so basically I look like a dead person but without the coffin, so a zombie...

I get in the shower and start the water running, cleaning not only my body but also my head for a short period because after a minute or two, weird thoughts pop in my mind again and the water is hot and all the steam is suffocating...ughhh I have to get out!

I dress in a simple dark green jumper, a pair of shorts with hose and a pair of black punk I do my natural make up and tie my hair in a high pony tail, I walk out the door and start wandering around alone as Alison was already gone when I got out of the shower.

Al the halls are pretty ordinary and simple but also spacious and clean, the tall windows have heavy curtains in different dark colors that make the halls seem mysterious along with the black old chandeliers hanging in every hall.

I walk and walk what seems like hours untill I get bored, I stop and look around finding an old dark door full of beautiful but also weird designs. I slowly push the rusty handle and the old door makes an eerie sound as it lets me inside in what seems to be a library.

As I slip inside on the old floor that was making every footstep sound like a million of horses clattering in the eerie silence, I walk further and further away between the large book shelfs untill I find my favourite book. I try to reach the abnormally high shelf but it's impossible even with my hight, I jump and jump but it's no use.

"Can I help you ?" a soft voice slightly amused echoes in the hallow library. I turn my head really fast and catch a glimpse of a pair of familiar eyes.

How can this be? .. He was in the mansion a while ago, at the window. The silver eyes matched his features so well, with his light brown fuzzy hair, perfect white face and athletic body.. ughhh

He walks in front of me, stopping inches apart, spreads his right hand up but still staring into my eyes with no restraint as I feel my lungs getting out the breath only inhaling his sweet smell of cinnamon and tea and my eyes lock on him, as his shine like two diamonds sending thousands of electric shocks on my back.

He retracts his hand and looks down and then back at me.

"Is this the [...] you we[...]ing for?" huh? I don't understand...

"What ?" I ask confused and a bit embarrassed. He smiles with kindness and understanding and asks again "Is this the book you were looking for?"

I look at his muscular hand that holds my favourite book and nod.

"Jane Eyre.." he looks at the book with a bit of sadness but also a gleam of gladness "great book.." he stares into space

Till now my head was in a blur but only now I awake from my slumber "I don't want to be rude or something..but isn't this an academy for girls ?"

He looks smiling at me surprised "Are you Violet Roxette?" he already knows my name ? That's a first!

"First answer my question!" I fire up playfully

"Fair enough!"he smirkes. "I'm Nathan Loarding, the ballet teacher and also I'm taking care of the library!" he hands me the book.

I embrace it tightly on my chest and look at the ground probably blushing"Thank you! And yes I'm Violet!"

"Welcome Violet!" he walks slowly and reaches me with his hand as he tucks a strand from my face behind my ear, smiling kindly.

I suddenly lose all control over my inner self as a sudden dizziness takes over my frozen body, getting me a painful headache.

"I'm sorry but I have to go. Goodbye!" I say with an unsteady voice..I look at him and nod, then brush my feet past him hurriedly rushing to the exit.

I run not bothering to catch my breath, find a random door and burst in as I close it after me. I close my eyes and sit on the cold wooden floor with my back propped on the door, my legs backed at my chest with my forehead upheld by my unsteady knees as my hands on top of my head, trying to calm myself...

My heart is still rushing uncontrollably but not as hard as before, my head are not shaking anymore and my breath is now at a normal pace so I lift my head up and look around me in the dusty room filled with paper work, old boxes, big cabinets and lockers one inch drowned in dust.

I had so many images, questions and unfounded ideas in my head, wavering hastily like the ocean, not bothering to give me a hint of what was going on...Why was I so weak, so unsteady, why were all those images from my nightmares still lingering in my stuffed head?... I was always so powerful, never bothering to feel, to know about others actions or to care about them... I need to come back!

I push myself up and stretch my legs further in the storage room, between the old cabinets. I walk swiftly untill I face a dark wall in front of my so as I turn to go back my sight is triggered on a far dark corner by a portrait of a man with no face. The man was captured from bellow the chest up to his face that was covered by a black stain stretching all over to his ears, chin and forehead, he had his long hair drawn behind his head, porcelain skin and wore a dark green velvet coat with a big black bow tie. Strangely over the black stain it was written number 49... hmm intriguing.

I smile excited thinking at the last movie I've seen a while ago with Sherlock Holmes... I might find my next clue, I smile to myself

I get the portrait down and turn it around on his back and as I touch the canvass I feel something hard and pointy inside the small stitch, I rip it slowly not wanting to rip the whole canvass and as I tear it down something falls making a tinny noise.

I put the portrait back up and lower myself at the ground level and start looking over and over, left and right what seems like forever but right when I was starting to lose hope I feel something little and cold stuck behind the back of a big and heavy box. I stretch my hand further untill I finally reach the pointy thing and slip it out fastly.

I look in my hands a little confused... How will this help me ? Is just a darn...

OK, OK KILL ME RIGHT ? I know I haven't written in so loooong but guys you know I love yaaa

So please continue to R&R okay ? :D oki doki bye