CONNOR ??

[Chapter-III]

Terrible anguish struck my heart, I felt a dreadful ache, as if something was being torn inside me and I were dying.

They were my last hope.

Shattered. All my hopes have shattered away.

I saw Jaxon coming to my side. He inhaled sharply, sitting down on the couch as he ran a hand through his hair, nonchalantly.

"They'll get used to you. Don't worry."

I felt his protective arm reach my back, rubbing soothing circles to it softly.

"It's okay," I mumbled biting my lip, faking a smile at him.

"Come on. Let me show you your room."

I shrugged, standing up with him, and followed him upstairs curiously.

The sudden boost of excitement scorched through my veins to see my room. Jaxon opened the room's door and darkish gray cheerful bold walls greeted me.

"It's pretty," I mumbled, plastered a beatific smile on my face.

A desk sat in the corner with an iPod dock on it. There was a shelf above the desk holding a black TV and a bookcase was settled beside it and there was an air conditioner fit on the sidewall.

The thing I like the most was that I have my own bathroom and my own single bed with a soft mattress.

I have always dreamed of it.

"Thank you," I whispered.

I noticed a blue blanket that looked to be new, already kept on the bed at the side. My eyes went to a clock hanging over the TV, the time showed: 9:33 PM.

"Come here." He beckoned me to walk over.

I hesitantly moved forward to him and I felt his arm wrapped around me, pulling me in a warm hug.

A hug? Haven't ever heard about it!

It's been so long since I've received a hug from anybody. I was unable to say that I didn't like it.

"Do you like your new room?" He asked.

"I love it!" I grinned excitedly.

"I'm glad you like your room. You can unpack your stuff tomorrow. Refresh yourself, then come downstairs for dinner." With that, he left my room.

Later on, I stepped into the shower, toes flinching as they touched the chilled ceramic floor. I turned the trim on which pulls water from a water resource. The sensation of tears welled up to my eyes, as the warm playful silvery water touched the bruises that had scattered my body.

I got refreshed and at the moment, my head was aching lightly. I clutched my head, to ignore my voices at the back of my head, which is constantly drumming in my brain.

"Come downstairs for dinner, Connor!" The loud voice of Jaxon boomed through my room.

Now, I have to tell you something twice. Kyle.

No, I always listen to everyone for the first time. I'm an obedient child.

I rushed downstairs and to the island where I saw everyone was already sitting at the table. I felt myself getting paralyzed. I turned my eyes to the ground and stood on my spot like a statue, unable to move.

"Come here," Jaxon called me softly as he recognized my nervousness.

I took a breath and kept my head down, I made my way over him and quietly sat down beside him on the chair when I saw a plate of Macaroni and cheese was put in front of me on the table. It looked delish!

"Have you eaten this before?" Elliot asked me. I shook my head in response without making eye contact with anyone.

After my food was finished, I stood up to keep my plate in the dishwasher when Jaxon stopped me. "Harvey will keep them. You go and get ready for bed."

"I can keep them," I mumbled.

"It's okay."

I didn't know what to say, so I walked back upstairs and to my room again. I allowed my hands to touch the soft and comfy mattress. Back there, I have always slept on a bed frame with no mattress.

Smiling a bit to myself, I laid down on the bed, cherishing this moment over and over. The feelings of calm, and relaxation filled me.

I felt my heart pace pick up when I heard my door being opened but relief washed over me when I saw, it was only Jaxon.

He walked towards me and opened the drawer of the nightstand, pulling out a small remote and he turned on the air conditioner to the max and it instantly blasted chilled air into the room.

"Once the room gets cool, you can turn off the AC and let the fan rotate the cool air." He instructed.

I nodded and felt him smooth the blanket over me tenderly. I was watching his affection towards me in too much shock.

No one has treated me like that.

I felt him put a small kiss on my forehead, leaving me staggered.

I'm not used to this affection.

You are a worthless and unwanted child and you don't deserve any type of love.
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