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Chapter Four:
The burns hurt but she was more focused on her 'appearance.' Mia shut the door to her bedroom and walked over to her vanity and took a seat. She inhaled and looked into the mirror and sobbed.
Why aren't things getting better grandfather? You always told me to have hopeā¦
She started to take off her shirt when a knock was heard at her door.
Oh no I really don't want to deal with anyone now; gosh I must have looked like an idiot.
"Mia can I come in?" Sage asked gently.
"Yes," she sniffled back tears.
Sage entered the dimly lit room and found Mia sitting on her vanity. The sight made him chuckle. She was sitting with her arms in the air, tangled in her shirt. He walked over.
"Would you like some help?"
She huffed, "No I'm quite fine Sage." He rolled his eyes and walked over to where she was sitting.
"Here let me help." He helped her lift her shirt over her head revealing her burned back. Sage gently rubbed his fingers across the areas where fabric melted and meshed in with the skin.
Mia flinched and held her shirt tighter to her chest. "Sage I'm okay."
He gave her a stern look and left the room. Why do I get the impression that he's angry with me? I can never tell how he's really feeling. He came back in with a First Aid kit.
"Here you go Sage," piped Cye from the doorway. I didn't hear Sage call for Cye. Damn they have an advantage over me with that 'mind thing.'
"Thanks Cye," replied Sage. He took the bowl full of vinegar and ointment from Cye and started applying it to Mia's back. I'm really not liking this attention thing. This has gone far enough.
"Sage it's okay. I can do it myself," replied Mia starting to get up from the chair. He gently forced her back down into the chair.
"Mia, calm down. It's okay if someone takes care of you for once," he smiled because she couldn't see him.
Mia exhaled, wondering what his countenance was. I hope he's not mad. She looked into the mirror that was in front of her and saw Sage's gentle face. His expression is as gentle as his touch.
When he finished he replied, "Now all we have to do is fix your hair." He chuckled and in return expected one back. Instead he was surprised to find a sob. He turned around to greet her face. "I thought jokes were good at breaking awkward silences?" Sage thought.
Why can't I get a hold of my emotions? I'm usually really well at hiding things. Oh I wish he would just go away. Mia looked up through tears to see that he was still there looking at her with a solemn expression. Almost like he was disgusted with her crying, which made matters worse. Mia got angry.
"Sage, just go away. Damn it I can take care of myself!" She shouted. He took one last look at her and walked to the door. "Why can't I show the right emotion?" thought Sage.
He got angrier knowing he made a mistake.
"Fine, and you're welcome," and he shut the door.
