please don't glitch again heres chapter 2 hopefully fixed Sorry it's short and sorry it took so long to be updated hopemyou enjoy though
She'd been here for awhile already and wouldn't even tell me her name. I told her that my name started with a T and she could address me as so. I offered her food and even let her know that the shower was easy to work and ready for her if she so desired. The closet was filled with clothes that should fit her and, if they did not fit, she could tell me and I would bring her more. The only acknowledgments she gave me were slight grunts. She was a pretty girl for someone who had never paid much mind to her own beauty. Her hair was hastily cut, it was short and choppy but suited her well. She had big brown eyes and soft features. She didn't look like she had every worn designer clothes or had ever gotten her makeup done. Her clothes were baggy and didn't show her figure at all, but again suited her. She was wearing glasses when we picked her up, and they fell off in the struggle, which was a problem for her. "Do you need a pair of contacts or glasses? I know you wearing some earlier." I asked softly. She barely glanced at me and muttered a soft "yes." I stood up and went to exit the room. "What is your prescription?" After she answered I left the room and found Kyoya in the office off of the dining room.
"Do you have -1 contacts by chance?" Kyoya reached into a drawer below the desk and handed me four pairs of contact lenses. "We were ready for a situation like this." I thanked him and left the room. I entered the girls room to see her quickly jump from the bathroom back onto the bed. I stifled a smile and handed her the contacts. "I hope these will work for you." She tentatively took them and headed into the restroom. She pulled one out and put it in, and I could see her relieved sigh as she gained her full sight again. "Thank you T." She said quietly, but not quiet enough. I smiled politely and nodded. "No problem." She blushed at the realization that I heard her, and she quickly blinked and returned to the bed. She sat criss-cross at the headboard and stayed tense, not moving a bit to get comfortable or to even turn the television on.
"Would you like to watch something?" She glanced at me and nodded slightly. I reached for the remote that sat on the bedside table and turned the television on. An obscure TV movie was playing and the audio was muted.
"Why?" She asked quickly.
"I'm sorry? What was that?" I asked turning to face her. "I asked you why."
I frowned and shook my head. "It's a very long story." "We've got time." She said firmly.
I sighed and shook my head.
"It began with a beautiful French woman who met a rich Japanese man in Paris..."