I tap his shoulder, “Excuse me, the guy without a name.”
We’re not friends, but I can’t let him go hungry.
“Yes? I do have a name. It’s Ector.”
“Oh, Ector then.” I’ve never heard that name before, but it suits him perfectly.
It’s impossible to stop staring at his beautiful stormy ocean eyes when they reflect both mystery and calmness. His almost pitch-black fluffy hair and knife sharp jawline add to his perfect look.
He’s so handsome.
His clothes are dark, black and oversized. His hoodie drapes over him almost like there's something to hide underneath it.
“So handso-“
“What?”
My head starts shaking. I can’t believe I almost said that out loud.
“Are you hungry? I brought some food if you’d like to eat with me. I got apples, a pear, and some berries.” I say in an attempt to change the subject I almost created.
He looks at me like it’s odd to offer him something to eat, which makes me feel nervous, as if I did something that I shouldn’t have.
Chapter 6
Ector
She wants to share her food with me? But why would she do such a thing?
It was bitterly cold and freezing outside. My wings were frozen, encased in ice, almost about to shatter like glass into a thousand pieces.
My father was furious, I never understood why. A question that never got answered. Screams left his mouth, directed at me and my mother, telling us how worthless we were, that we will never be anything other than useless, that we should give up on ourselves because we will never be more than the dog shit underneath his shoes.
He grabbed my arm, dragging me behind him on the hard wooden floor. My mother was screaming at him to stop what he was doing, that he was hurting me. But he wouldn’t listen, he never listened. It didn’t matter that her scream could cut through someone’s soul, he didn't care about a single thing.
“You’re the biggest mistake of my fucking life! I hate you, you piece of shit!” He roared at me, his brown boot landing right in my stomach.
Salty liquid was building up in my eyes.
Don’t cry. Don’t cry. Don’t cry.
“Are you fucking crying? Why the fuck are you crying? You’re so incredibly weak and worthless! There is no chance that the two of us share blood. Be a man and grow up, Ector, stop being so fucking emotional. Keep crying and I’ll give you a reason to cry.”
Knowing that I needed to stop crying, my sobs only grew louder.
“If you continue crying, I will hurt her!” He yells at me, pointing at my mother.
Not mom, don’t hurt mom!
“No!” I screamed back at him while trying to calm myself down, not wanting him to do anything to her. Which turned out to be a huge mistake.
He grabbed me again, dragging me to a small moonlit silver metal cage and throwing me inside. Then I heard it, the sound that was my greatest fear.
Klick.
The cage was locked.
Grabbing the cage, he threw it into the pitch-black, freezing forest with all his strength.
