Chapter 7: Comfort in a New Stranger

I picked myself off of the wall and sluggishly walked over to the door with little energy.

I looked through the peephole to reveal an Irish-French guy around my age. Charles, the person I actually expected.

He knocked gently on my door and whispered something in a calm voice, "Victoria are you awake? I heard a tussle down here and I wanted to check on you?"

I took a deep breath putting on a fake smile and slightly opening my door, just enough so Charles could see me. His hair was poofy and shoulder length and his eyes carried bags. But, even then he still looked quite normal. He had a gentle smile as he cocked to the side and asked yet again, "Are you okay Victoria?"

I nodded to him, lying about the truth. For if he knew I wasn't okay he would tell my mother and she's part of the reason, I wasn't okay. I wanted to tell him, but by now I learned not to tell so much. Because if I do the person I care about will leave and not by choice.

Charles frowned at my answered and he started to lean back and fourth with question. "R.really? After all that? I mean I was sure that the Mister at least startled you or gave you a fright but-!" He looked at me for a facial expression or a reaction, but I just have him a dull face.

I reassured him again so he could leave saying, "Charles, Charles I'm okay, you do not have to worry. If there was something wrong or if I wanted to tell you something I would have by now okay?"

That was a lie, I wanted to tell Charles everything about what happened but I didn't want him to leave too. Especially since I already started to get attached. I hate it when I do that.

Charles's face eased and it seemed like he felt relieved that I was okay, "That's géniale(great)very géniale to here that."

He smirked and leaned a bit on the wall by my door. "Well if you're okay down here then I'm going to go back up to my room. I just finished your outfit and I need the rest to present it later today. Is that fine?"

He asked me if I was fine with him leaving and to be honest no. I wanted to vent to someone,to talk about my worries and problems, but instead of saying that I nodded. I rebelled against my selfish ways and let Charles go. Watching him as he disappeared back into the dark, leaving me alone.

I closed my door and locked it again taking deep breaths to keep calm. I got in my cushioned bed and laid there until my eyes finally closed. Going into a deep uncomfortable sleep, wishing that I could stay this way.