"Hello? Hello! Are you okay? Can you hear me ?" I opened my eyes slowly to see a small round face looking at me, that face had freckles and green eyes, probably a ginger but couldn't check if I was right. I didn't know what stopped me but somehow I couldn't get up or sit, it was quite difficult for me just to make a little move. I wonder what happened .
" OH you can't move, well I guess you're really hurt, how did you even get in this situation" I don't even know myself
"Ehhh, can you actually talk ? You know it would be of a very good help" I could finally see the person well, it was a young lady, probably around my age, with tall red hair and a white dress
She was quite gorgeous with a gentle face. I couldn't bring myself to stay cold so I answered.
" Where I'm I ?" I said confused.
"OH finally! Well you're in my house, I found you in an empty street next to that Cafe, what was its name? Ah, Nice World.
You were there laying as dead, and you had some bruises, my house was near so I held you and brought you here, I wonder what caused that situation."
I got up as fast as a storm as If I remembered something important, but when my feet were about to touch the floor I felt like some kind of a strong headache. The girl saw my reaction so she told me to not move because apparently I was still convalescent. I glared at her, thinking about what I was going to do, because she was unfortunately right if I moved any little more I could even die! So I agreed to stay on my place.
"Whats you're name?" She asked.
"Why would I even tell you?" I said coldly.
" I saved you when you were on the bringe of the death! You could atleast tell me who you are"
I was in a weird situation so I responded.
"My name is Ophelia"
"AWW WHAT A NICE NAME" She looked at me with a.. weird expression I guess?
"Mine is Eva, I know, it's a plain name isn't it?" She said uncomfortably.
"It's a nice name I guess??" I said, Eva was similar to the name of my mother who was named Evelyn which I really loved.
" Thank you!" Eva was quite a curious girl, she was energetic!
I always wished to match her personality, but I'm too quite for that mission. We chatted a little more after than, but of course she talked the most. She was the same age as me, she lived in the countryside with her dad and her 6 siblings, and she hated her stepmother so much, apparently she used to beat her up as a kid until she turned 12. It was quite shocking to hear that, she looks so happy. But something that I couldn't understand is that why would she say all that about her life to a person she just met? I could easily blow her house up or get a knife and stab her with it? Why does she trust people this easily, I wanted to ask her but she left so early and told me if I wanted to go I could, she gave me her phone number and told me to call her if I needed hospitality. Well guess she helped I should probably give her something someday.
I got up from that coozy bed of hers, wore my coat, and my hat and left a note telling her that I went back home and thanked her for what she have done for me.
But wait? How did I even got here what happened? I'm so confused?
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