Chappie 10 is up! Enjoy and please review. This chapter is special to me. Thanx!
Paris could barely look at her as Carissa tended to her bruised. She looked so banged up and tears came down his eyes when he remembered that someone obviously raped her. He wanted to keep telling himself that it didn't happen, but he couldn't even glance at Lenora without thinking it. What kind of monster would do such a thing? "Is Len going to be okay?" asked Ida sadly as she gazed at Lenora sleeping.
"I'm not sure, I think she'll be all right. Her fever went down, but we'll keep an eye on her," replied Carissa as she put a wet cloth over her forehead. The young prince saw Carissa yawning and knew she needed a good night's rest.
"Go to bed, both of you, I'll keep an eye on her. I don't want her to wake up alone," said Paris sincerely. Ida and Carissa nodded slowly and walked to their rooms.
"Goodnight Paris."
Paris took a stool and put it beside the bed Lenora was sleeping on. He sat down carefully and stared at her. Luckily, no bones were broken, but she had more cuts, scrapes, and bruises than he could count. The prince started to weep silently and put his hands over his face. The only person he really loved that never hurt him, he let her down too. He prayed to the gods that she would live. "Please Lenora, don't leave me. You're the only light left in my life! I love you," he whispered in her ear. He shook her arm a little to try and wake her.
Suddenly, her eyes opened and look up at the man she felt next to her. It was him! The man that had rapes her! This time she could see him clear as day in the bright candlelight. He stared down at her with evil eyes and a mad man's grin. She screamed a little scream-it hurt her to yell louder. "Leave me alone!" Paris's eyes widened. Why is she so afraid of me? Carissa heard all the commotion and ran from her room to see what was the matter.
"Lenora!" Carissa yelled as she grabbed her arms. Lenora shivered at the touch and cried in pain and in fear. "It's okay! It's me, Carissa!" Her screams started to subside and she took some deep breaths. She blinked a few times and saw her friend looked down on her.
"Cariss-."
"Shhhh."
"What happened? Where is he! Don't let him touch me please!" she whispered, sounding extremely frightened. She pulled her blanket up to her chin like a child would if she was afraid of monsters under her bed.
"He's gone. You're all right! Paris found you," replied Carissa soothingly while pushing a few strands of hair from her face. Lenora closed her eyes tightly as some flashbacks from her rape came flowing back to her.
"Lenora!" cried Paris suddenly. He was very worried. He touched her hand and she gasped at his touch. She knew it was Paris, but his once soft touch seemed filthy and unfamiliar to her.
"Get away from me, please!" she cried. The pain and hurt expression on Paris's face was almost too for her to bear.
"Whaa-t?" Paris asked confused and frowned sadly. Carissa looked at the prince and looked down at the floor.
"She's just been raped Paris, any male touch must scare her right now. Give her time." More salty tears rolled down his cheek as he nodded.
The sun shining through the window woke Lenora from her sleep. Oh well, morning is a release from all those nightmares. She sighed sadly at the thought. "Good morning Len," said Carissa smiling slightly. Lenora just nodded as he saw Paris carrying some firewood into the house.
She remembered what she said to him and looked away. "I'll go wake Ida," Carissa said while smiling once more and walked to her daughter's room. Paris looked over at Lenora. She didn't even look like the same person anymore. He knew she was in so much pain physically and mentally. She looked depressed and the fire burning in her soul that made her such a free spirit seemed to be out. He loved her more than anything in the world and wanted nothing more than to run over to her and just hold her. Paris wanted to stroke her, kiss her cuts and bruised, and never let go. He took a deep breath and set the firewood down.
"Good morning," he said softly as he took a small step towards her. She didn't say a word as she looked away and started to cry. Paris gave a little gasp and ran towards her. He put a soft hand on her shoulder to comfort her, but she did nothing but wince at his very touch.
"Don't touch me!" she sobbed into her pillow as she pushed him away. Paris started to cry too. The only one he loved was pushing him away and was scared of him! The prince has never had so much rage and pain rush through him. He wanted to kill the man that did this to her.
"Please Lenora! I….love you!" he cried in desperation. Paris wanted her to feel safe and secure with him like before. Carissa told him it would take time, but he couldn't wait!
"How could you love something so disgusting and dirty! I'm not pure, I'm not clean, I'm disgusting! It doesn't matter how many times I bathe, I'll always be filthy, filthy with his touch!" she yelled at him as she started to scream as loud as she could and cry into her pillow.
"Lenora, you could never be filthy or impure to me-," Paris started softly as he stepped towards her. Lenora grabbed the vase next to her bed and threw it at him. It came as a surprise to Paris and he didn't duck in time. It shattered and cut Paris on one of his cheeks and he fell down."
"Get away from me!" she yelled and pulled her blanket over her head. She sobbed even harder and was too stunned and upset to say a word as he got up slowly and walked out of the room gingerly with a hand to his cheek as some more tears rolled down his cheek. Things were so perfect before. Why did this have to happen to her?
Lenora stayed in her bed and thought. She couldn't believe what she had done to Paris. She really didn't want him to leave her and go away at all, but it was just too painful to see him. Now she had hurt him. In her mind, she was turning into a monster…
TO BE CONTINUED,
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