You Are My Eyes (Haven't been edited)
Secret Place (Chapter 5)
(Ivy’s P.O.V)
“Hey stop…Ivanna….Ivy….stop,” I could hear Harry yelled as I tried to get away from my heartless Aunty as far as possible. Her presence alone makes me sick and how could she criticize my parents, her sister…me.
I thought Harry left already but I was wrong, I am sure he has heard the arguments my aunty and I had. I sped up my pace so I can get away from Harry, everything…this world. I am so over everything. “Ivy…stop,” Harry said sternly as he grabbed my wrist, I couldn’t out run him and even though I can’t see him, I know for a fact that he is tall.
“Stop? Why? So you can judge me and criticize me more than you already have?” I laughed wickedly with tears still flowing from my swollen eyes. I pulled away from his grip and started to walk off again, but this time he forcefully grabbed hold of my waist and through me up on his shoulder.
“Put me down… put me down right now,” I screamed, I hit him, slapped him, punched him but he didn’t react to any of my fights. Harry must be really well built, I wonder what he looks like and I wonder if his features are just as annoying as his personality.
“Where are you taking me? I don’t want to go back there…I don’t want to be near her,” I told him, with my voice barely louder than a whisper, my body has given up trying to get out of his tight grip and now fear of Harry taking me home made me sobbed all over again.
I could hear the car door opened and Harry placed me in the passage seat, I presumed. “Where are you tacking me?” I asked again, I almost lost my voice from the screaming fight with my aunty, “away from here…like you wanted,” he bluntly stated. If I wasn’t in this situation at the moment, I would be really against this idea of ‘Harry taking me to some place’ but at this moment in time…I couldn’t care less…I wanted to get away from here as far as possible.
(Harry’s P.O.V)
“You are not trying to kill me are you?” Ivy asked timidly, she looked so tired and weary and I don’t know where she gets these ideas of me wanting to kill her. I didn’t answer her as I kept my eyes on the road, “where are we going?” she questioned again, this girl is very impatient and I am quite annoyed by her.
“I am taking you to cool off,” I told her after a long sighed from me. I have decided to take Ivy to a place where I go and cool off when things around me get out of hand. I have never shown anyone this place before, it sort of like my own secret place where only I know where it is and I am taking Ivy there because…well she need to calm down and also she can’t actually see the place.
I parked my car on the side of the thick forest, “we are here…you can get out of the car,” I said, she got off the car and started to spin in circle as her eyes traveled around the environment. If I didn’t know her, I would never think that she is blind because she surely doesn’t act like one or even looked like one.
“You can hold my hand,” I offered entwining my large hand with her small ones, the lights were dim under the huge thick canopy, birds chirping and frogs croaking can be heard all around us. I love coming here, it’s so beautiful and very quiet and the only things you can hear are the sound of nature.
“Are we in a forest?” Ivy asked nervously and right now she is clinging to my arm, “yeah, “I replied. “You are really planning on k-killing m-me a-aren’t you?” she shattered trying to get away from me, I laughed at her idiotic thoughts, I actually don’t know where these killing ideas come from.
“Oh…if I wanted to kill you I would have done it ages ago,” I said through my laughter and I can see her body tensed from my words, “look I come out here to clear my head all the time alright...it is a place where I come and think for myself…” I explained which she made an ‘oh’ sound.
“Here we are,” exclaimed,” what you think of the place?” I asked her, forgetting that the girl can’t actually see the beautiful scenery.
(Ivy’s P.O.V)
I could hear the waterfall splashing as it hits the rocks and surface of the water. The beautiful sound of birds tweeting in the distance, the evening sun gave me a coat of extra warmth and right now, I wish I could open my eyes and see the wonderful world full of nature.
“Oh um, I am sorry…this place is actually beautiful though…it’s almost like paradise for me,” Harry said after a long silence, “I know it’s beautiful,” I told him with a smile, my tears are dried off now and I feel soo relaxed, without any worries or pain.
“Here take a seat and take your shoes off,” he instructed, I obeyed his instruction and taking a seat, which I assumed is the bank of the river with my legs dangling on the edge. My feet touched the warm running water which made me gasped and Harry laughed at my reaction.
The flowy water ran through my toes, the feeling was ticklish almost but I liked it. “Harry…how do you know my name?” I asked as I remembered his calling me Ivy and I have never actually told him my name. “I heard you bitchy aunty said it,” he replied annoyingly, “but she called me Ivanna…not Ivy,” I protested which made him chuckled.
“Ivanna is too long and too hard to say…Ivy is an easier and shorter version,” he clarified, “so you come up with a nick name for me…without my permission?” I questioned with my eyebrows rising, “yep,” he replied popping the P.
We just set there in silence but it was not an awkward silence. “I wonder what it’s like to able to see,” I stated as my mind filled my brain with unknown questions that can’t be answered.
“You know…something as simple as…what the colour green looks like...people say grass are green…I can feel the texture of the grass but I can never imagine what it would look like…people say waters are crystal clear…I don’t even know what clear really is or what is not clear…what do human being looks like…what do I look like…” I continued to talk, it was more like talking to myself but of course Harry is sitting next to me and he is listening to every words that comes out of my mouth.
(Harry’s P.O.V)
Her statements really took me off-guard, I did not expected her to say those sorts of things and to be honest I don’t really know how to explain such things to a blind person.
“Do you want me to describe what this scenery looks like to you?” I questioned without thinking, “yeah…if you could that would be lovely,” she replied excitedly. “I am not very good when it comes to being descriptive…but I will try put some effort into it,” I tell her which made her giggled. Seeing her smile makes my heart flattered a little.
“I am not a very artistic person but…when looking at this landscape…there is a foreground, middle ground and background,” I said, trying to picture the area as some painted picture. “You know what they are right… you know…foreground is the closest thing to you…” I explained which made her laugh, “yeah I know what they are Harry…please continue,” she replied.
“Well o.k. here we go (took a deep breath) well in the background you can see repetition of mountains,” I told her, “what does mouton looks like?” she asked like a little child wanting to know more about the world.
I grabbed her hand and started to move it up and down in a zig-zag motion, “I don’t know how to explain it but…mountains are in this shape (still moving her hand up and down) they are big down the bottom and at it gets to the top…it become pointy,” I simplified it for her like I am talking to a five year old girl.
“Wow…mountains have a weird shape,” she said happily and I continued to do movements as an example of my explanation for the rest of the beautiful landscape that I could see. By the time I finished off describing some of the things for her, the sun has already sunk down and the chilly evening wind started to sweep through the dark forest.
“We better get going,” I told her and she shook her head in denial.
“Hey stop…Ivanna….Ivy….stop,” I could hear Harry yelled as I tried to get away from my heartless Aunty as far as possible. Her presence alone makes me sick and how could she criticize my parents, her sister…me.
I thought Harry left already but I was wrong, I am sure he has heard the arguments my aunty and I had. I sped up my pace so I can get away from Harry, everything…this world. I am so over everything. “Ivy…stop,” Harry said sternly as he grabbed my wrist, I couldn’t out run him and even though I can’t see him, I know for a fact that he is tall.
“Stop? Why? So you can judge me and criticize me more than you already have?” I laughed wickedly with tears still flowing from my swollen eyes. I pulled away from his grip and started to walk off again, but this time he forcefully grabbed hold of my waist and through me up on his shoulder.
“Put me down… put me down right now,” I screamed, I hit him, slapped him, punched him but he didn’t react to any of my fights. Harry must be really well built, I wonder what he looks like and I wonder if his features are just as annoying as his personality.
“Where are you taking me? I don’t want to go back there…I don’t want to be near her,” I told him, with my voice barely louder than a whisper, my body has given up trying to get out of his tight grip and now fear of Harry taking me home made me sobbed all over again.
I could hear the car door opened and Harry placed me in the passage seat, I presumed. “Where are you tacking me?” I asked again, I almost lost my voice from the screaming fight with my aunty, “away from here…like you wanted,” he bluntly stated. If I wasn’t in this situation at the moment, I would be really against this idea of ‘Harry taking me to some place’ but at this moment in time…I couldn’t care less…I wanted to get away from here as far as possible.
(Harry’s P.O.V)
“You are not trying to kill me are you?” Ivy asked timidly, she looked so tired and weary and I don’t know where she gets these ideas of me wanting to kill her. I didn’t answer her as I kept my eyes on the road, “where are we going?” she questioned again, this girl is very impatient and I am quite annoyed by her.
“I am taking you to cool off,” I told her after a long sighed from me. I have decided to take Ivy to a place where I go and cool off when things around me get out of hand. I have never shown anyone this place before, it sort of like my own secret place where only I know where it is and I am taking Ivy there because…well she need to calm down and also she can’t actually see the place.
I parked my car on the side of the thick forest, “we are here…you can get out of the car,” I said, she got off the car and started to spin in circle as her eyes traveled around the environment. If I didn’t know her, I would never think that she is blind because she surely doesn’t act like one or even looked like one.
“You can hold my hand,” I offered entwining my large hand with her small ones, the lights were dim under the huge thick canopy, birds chirping and frogs croaking can be heard all around us. I love coming here, it’s so beautiful and very quiet and the only things you can hear are the sound of nature.
“Are we in a forest?” Ivy asked nervously and right now she is clinging to my arm, “yeah, “I replied. “You are really planning on k-killing m-me a-aren’t you?” she shattered trying to get away from me, I laughed at her idiotic thoughts, I actually don’t know where these killing ideas come from.
“Oh…if I wanted to kill you I would have done it ages ago,” I said through my laughter and I can see her body tensed from my words, “look I come out here to clear my head all the time alright...it is a place where I come and think for myself…” I explained which she made an ‘oh’ sound.
“Here we are,” exclaimed,” what you think of the place?” I asked her, forgetting that the girl can’t actually see the beautiful scenery.
(Ivy’s P.O.V)
I could hear the waterfall splashing as it hits the rocks and surface of the water. The beautiful sound of birds tweeting in the distance, the evening sun gave me a coat of extra warmth and right now, I wish I could open my eyes and see the wonderful world full of nature.
“Oh um, I am sorry…this place is actually beautiful though…it’s almost like paradise for me,” Harry said after a long silence, “I know it’s beautiful,” I told him with a smile, my tears are dried off now and I feel soo relaxed, without any worries or pain.
“Here take a seat and take your shoes off,” he instructed, I obeyed his instruction and taking a seat, which I assumed is the bank of the river with my legs dangling on the edge. My feet touched the warm running water which made me gasped and Harry laughed at my reaction.
The flowy water ran through my toes, the feeling was ticklish almost but I liked it. “Harry…how do you know my name?” I asked as I remembered his calling me Ivy and I have never actually told him my name. “I heard you bitchy aunty said it,” he replied annoyingly, “but she called me Ivanna…not Ivy,” I protested which made him chuckled.
“Ivanna is too long and too hard to say…Ivy is an easier and shorter version,” he clarified, “so you come up with a nick name for me…without my permission?” I questioned with my eyebrows rising, “yep,” he replied popping the P.
We just set there in silence but it was not an awkward silence. “I wonder what it’s like to able to see,” I stated as my mind filled my brain with unknown questions that can’t be answered.
“You know…something as simple as…what the colour green looks like...people say grass are green…I can feel the texture of the grass but I can never imagine what it would look like…people say waters are crystal clear…I don’t even know what clear really is or what is not clear…what do human being looks like…what do I look like…” I continued to talk, it was more like talking to myself but of course Harry is sitting next to me and he is listening to every words that comes out of my mouth.
(Harry’s P.O.V)
Her statements really took me off-guard, I did not expected her to say those sorts of things and to be honest I don’t really know how to explain such things to a blind person.
“Do you want me to describe what this scenery looks like to you?” I questioned without thinking, “yeah…if you could that would be lovely,” she replied excitedly. “I am not very good when it comes to being descriptive…but I will try put some effort into it,” I tell her which made her giggled. Seeing her smile makes my heart flattered a little.
“I am not a very artistic person but…when looking at this landscape…there is a foreground, middle ground and background,” I said, trying to picture the area as some painted picture. “You know what they are right… you know…foreground is the closest thing to you…” I explained which made her laugh, “yeah I know what they are Harry…please continue,” she replied.
“Well o.k. here we go (took a deep breath) well in the background you can see repetition of mountains,” I told her, “what does mouton looks like?” she asked like a little child wanting to know more about the world.
I grabbed her hand and started to move it up and down in a zig-zag motion, “I don’t know how to explain it but…mountains are in this shape (still moving her hand up and down) they are big down the bottom and at it gets to the top…it become pointy,” I simplified it for her like I am talking to a five year old girl.
“Wow…mountains have a weird shape,” she said happily and I continued to do movements as an example of my explanation for the rest of the beautiful landscape that I could see. By the time I finished off describing some of the things for her, the sun has already sunk down and the chilly evening wind started to sweep through the dark forest.
“We better get going,” I told her and she shook her head in denial.
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6/20/16