Prisoning Truth
Humanity. (11th Chapter)
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Giselle’s POV:
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My soul begins to float back to my body, as I begin to feel a light shake on my arm. I blink my eyes opened, watching the angelic hazel eyes staring at me. “(He whispers) Giselle? Wake up, you’re going to run away.” My eyelashes flutter rapidly, as an optimistic smile forms over my face. Zayn smiles back at me, while I jolt up from the mattress; wearing the grey flats in a hurry.
I want to ask why, I want to ask when, and I want to ask how; but there isn’t time for all of that. The important thing that I am going to flea out of this stressful state. “Run outside, the door is opened.” I escalade the staircase quickly, as I see the three other guys standing beside the door.
“(He grins sympathetically) Run and never come back, love. Run and stay put in your home, before Harry comes back.” I nod at Louis, hugging him tightly since this will be the last time I see him. A huge part of me is more than happy of my escape, but at the same time there is this stinging feeling poking my heart… I’m going to miss all of them. "(He pushes my shoulders to the outside) Go on, darling. Hurry up, he might be back any moment.”
I nod at Niall, and with my entire speed, I rush out of the huge house. My feet are numb due to the running process; I can’t feel anything rather than the adrenaline thrusting in my veins. Once the air fills my nostrils, I smile at the scent of my own freedom. I notice that I am running through what seems to be a forest, large wooden poles of oak trees are hovering my path.
My smile grows once I notice a glimpse of the asphalt, from far away; signifying to me that my life is going to be back on track. I will be able to return to my job as a librarian, I will be able to isolate myself with my novels; I will be able to entertain myself. Gosh how much I missed talking to myself, I have been so overwhelmed, that I forget about myself.
But, at the same time, this was my first experience to actually communicate with anyone. It gave me a slice of hope, that people aren’t always bad. Even Harry, he isn’t as bad as I thought, regardless of the hurt he always portrayed on me. I know for a fact that under his monster mask, there is a little boy that dreams of unicorns and rainbows, world peace and harmony.
To Niall, Zayn, Liam, Louis, and Harry: Thank you for granting me the action that was missing from my monotone life. As bad, frustrating, and humiliating as it was; I am glad that I have discovered the meaning of humanity. I rush my feet over the stable ground, reaching out of the forest and into the familiar streets of my dear London. Here I go back, back to the world that I have created for myself.
If I can’t be in my own bubble, then I might as well die for a final salvation choice. Once I reach my apartment, I curse myself for forgetting to grab my purse. I sigh in relief once I remember that I have a spare key under the greeting mattress, picking it up and fidgeting the lock.
Once the door opens, I shut it quickly and rest my head over it. I inhale the familiar scent of my condo, chuckling at how easy it was for me to escape. They helped me, they actually cared. Not all people are liars, abusers, and evil… not all people are like Harry's mask.
Giselle’s POV:
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My soul begins to float back to my body, as I begin to feel a light shake on my arm. I blink my eyes opened, watching the angelic hazel eyes staring at me. “(He whispers) Giselle? Wake up, you’re going to run away.” My eyelashes flutter rapidly, as an optimistic smile forms over my face. Zayn smiles back at me, while I jolt up from the mattress; wearing the grey flats in a hurry.
I want to ask why, I want to ask when, and I want to ask how; but there isn’t time for all of that. The important thing that I am going to flea out of this stressful state. “Run outside, the door is opened.” I escalade the staircase quickly, as I see the three other guys standing beside the door.
“(He grins sympathetically) Run and never come back, love. Run and stay put in your home, before Harry comes back.” I nod at Louis, hugging him tightly since this will be the last time I see him. A huge part of me is more than happy of my escape, but at the same time there is this stinging feeling poking my heart… I’m going to miss all of them. "(He pushes my shoulders to the outside) Go on, darling. Hurry up, he might be back any moment.”
I nod at Niall, and with my entire speed, I rush out of the huge house. My feet are numb due to the running process; I can’t feel anything rather than the adrenaline thrusting in my veins. Once the air fills my nostrils, I smile at the scent of my own freedom. I notice that I am running through what seems to be a forest, large wooden poles of oak trees are hovering my path.
My smile grows once I notice a glimpse of the asphalt, from far away; signifying to me that my life is going to be back on track. I will be able to return to my job as a librarian, I will be able to isolate myself with my novels; I will be able to entertain myself. Gosh how much I missed talking to myself, I have been so overwhelmed, that I forget about myself.
But, at the same time, this was my first experience to actually communicate with anyone. It gave me a slice of hope, that people aren’t always bad. Even Harry, he isn’t as bad as I thought, regardless of the hurt he always portrayed on me. I know for a fact that under his monster mask, there is a little boy that dreams of unicorns and rainbows, world peace and harmony.
To Niall, Zayn, Liam, Louis, and Harry: Thank you for granting me the action that was missing from my monotone life. As bad, frustrating, and humiliating as it was; I am glad that I have discovered the meaning of humanity. I rush my feet over the stable ground, reaching out of the forest and into the familiar streets of my dear London. Here I go back, back to the world that I have created for myself.
If I can’t be in my own bubble, then I might as well die for a final salvation choice. Once I reach my apartment, I curse myself for forgetting to grab my purse. I sigh in relief once I remember that I have a spare key under the greeting mattress, picking it up and fidgeting the lock.
Once the door opens, I shut it quickly and rest my head over it. I inhale the familiar scent of my condo, chuckling at how easy it was for me to escape. They helped me, they actually cared. Not all people are liars, abusers, and evil… not all people are like Harry's mask.
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