Nickolas: A Fictional Narrative

It was about five hours later that Nick appeared in the doorway with the girl. His hand grabbing her elbow again. She looked so scared. Her brown eyes darker with fear and she was nervously squeezing her hands into fists. Nick had annouced the girl was up in order to get my attention, but it managed to get the attention of Hayden and Cayden too. I got up from the couch and walked over to stand infront of her. My eyes met hers for a second and I smiled before pointing at Nick. “His name is Nickolas,” I shifted my eyes to the twins, “They are Hayden and Cayden.” Her eyes looked over to them quickly and then she shrugs. Once her gaze sinks to the floor I decide it’s time to get her out of her and into a room where she can think about things.

You told me to guard the other one!” Cayden retorted like it was the most obvious thing ever. “I was already at that one, so how does that make any sense?” Nick yells back at him I had just gotten up a few minutes ago, and the boys were already yelling at eachother. The feeling of being watched suddenly covered me and I looked behind me. I can see that she wants to run. Her hair is messy and needs to be brushed out. She is also wearing the same clothes as yesterday. “Guys.” I say to get the rest of the boys attention. Her eyes make contact with everyones before the makes a run for the back door. She runs fast for how short her legs are and she has a hand on the door knob by the time i’m able to wrap my arms around her waist. I feel my arms tingle as a drag her towards the living room. Her nails dig into my arms, but Ii still managed to get her into the living room. “Why would you do that?” Nickolas asks her, breaking the silence that had settled over the room. “Why would I want to stay?” She says making direct eye contact with him. His eyes are gentle and full of affection, but there is a look of anger covering it. Her face showed anger, but she also looked like she was confused. It wasn’t to late to get her to be like