Through the Pain

Isadora's POV

I forgot how nice warm shower fells, I am so used to bathing in a rusty, old sink. I stepped out of the shower onto the cold white marble, that made shivers tremble through my body. I rub the towel over my body, and dry myself off. I look into the mirror and see a bruised, week, starved, but muscular figure. I haven't grown much but I am a bit taller....maybe 5'7. I wondered if there is a hairdryer her, I haven't used one in a long time...but I remember it being warm. I look through the drawers and, with my luck I found one. I plugged it into a outlet, with my towel still wrapped around me. Just about when all my hair was dried, I realize my clothes are the definition of rotten. Great now I have to go out in front of five very attractive guys, in stinky clothes........ATRACTIVE......not. (with dark brown, wavy hair- http://images.fashion.me/Items/Item-2510248-500.jpg ) I pull some of my smooth dark hair hafe up in fishtale, but still leaving some down.


Liam's POV

When I am in the shower all I can think about Isadora, and what she has been through. It's terrible, why her, what has she ever done to deserve this, nobody would ever deserve that kind of cruelty. I relize that she probably would like some clean clothes to wear. I quickly finish my shower and head into my closet to pick out something for her and I. (His closet->. http://st.houzz.com/simgs/58c121580d30de72_4-6637/contemporary-closet.jpg ) I find a old pair of sweats I haven't worn in a while. I dress, then walk across the hall towards the guest room Isadora is staying in. I hear the hairdryer on so I know she is in the bathroom still; I quickly fold the clothes and lay them on the bed. I walk downstairs to find it empty, the lads must still be asleep. I look over at the oven clock, yikes 4:00 am! I had no idea how early it was. I am not tired at all. I think that was the best sleep I may have ever gotten. I make waffles, sausage, bacon, eggs, and lay out a variety of cereal.


Isadora's POV


I walk out of the bathroom to find some clean clothes layed on the bed. Thank God, Liam read my mind. I put the clothes on and walk around the room a little more. I didn't notice how many books there were on the wall. A ton. I haven't heard of many of them, but a few ring a bell. A pick up a few and read the back of them. Most of them sound very interesting. I see one that looks very strang. I pick it up to see a picture of the five boys who found me on the cover. I hear footsteps in the hallway so I put the books back, take a seat on the bed. I hear a knock on the door and see Liam peak his head in the room, when he see me sitting on the bed, he walks in fully. I then turn to give him my full attention. "Hi" I say with a hafe smile. "Hey.....I made some breakfast would you want to join?" He asks returning the smile. "Yeah, thank you so much" I say standing up fallowing Liam down the stairs. "Wow!" I whisper to myself. The kitchen is beautiful.

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