Chapter 4: Take Flight
"Please let me know that my one bad day will end"
His brow raised.
...and she walked away.
"What's this?" he scowled. Drunken. Again. Two hours worth, oven burns...for what? Nothing.
Another bruise is earned. He throws the gold and white plate across the dining room. Her heart pounces again; its daily routine.
"What have I told you?" he growled. Words were slurred and blurred. She hoped she could do something, say something. Clear liquid was on the way of her eyes.
T'was another peaceful night.
The sun rose on the east. No rooster crowed that morning. Surprised, she remembered how to breathe. She fixed herself cold soup. Trembling, she managed to scoop in and feed her mouth.
This is way too much...
He was at work.
Her mind was disabled, and she couldn't think well. There was no glowing exit sign anywhere. It wasn't easy to say, please give up and let's live a wonderful life. No. There was no escape.
The door was to her right. She needed some air.
Barefooted, as though she had just escaped from mental prison. Her hair was a mess, but who cared? Her visage was covered with sorrow. It wasn't Hermione. At least... it didn't look it. She was a paper princess, easily ripped and crumpled to throw away.
She looked at the window. A dark figure appeared at the front of her door.
What in the world.... ...
She hurried to open the door, as her eyes caught the devious hand that sneaked up a piece of envelope on her doorstep.
"Excuse me? What in the hell do you think you're doing? Who the hell are you, randomly approaching my property and leaving letters? This is all just fun and games to you, isn't it?" The man froze, he didn't speak. "Come on. Show yourself. Are you a man?"
"Try again." He spoke at last. His body remained bowed, yet his head looked up at hers. His still gray eyes... so focused and straight.
What the fuck? Who the hell does he think he is? Barging in randomly all the time?
"I don't believe this," she said in disbelief, "Really, who are you?"
His smirk made her stomach flip sideways and back.
"You don't even remember?"
Her mouth opened to speak, but then she closed it. She opened again... and closed.
"I- "
He was coming. His car was parked ahead, and her eyes can see the distance. She could feel his presense. He was coming.
She panicked. She closed the door. Someone stopped it.
"Leave."
"What?"
"Leave. Now. Please, leave now. My- My hu-hus- please."
"I.."
"Fucking leave now."
He spoke no more.
"I SAID, LEAVE!" She pushed him away, and he disappeared.
He disappeared out of thin air, leaving Hermione looking confused. He disappeared like he was never there. It was like he –
Hermione closed the door.
Why wasn't he at work?
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A/n: ok this chapter made no sense. Review anyways.