Talia's pov

It's been two weeks since I last stepped out of my room.

The fear was unendurable. I waited for her appearance so she could finish what she started, break the fucking door like she did the last time, and make my heart jump out of my chest. Did what she wanted to from the very early beginning.

I didn't even try to look a little presentable. I wore my black hoodie for almost the whole week and ate almost nothing, even though Nicoli tried to feed me multiple times. I let the curtains close, so I didn't see any daylight at all. I have become a mess. I'm sure Darcia was already out, but it felt like she wasn't here at all. Moving to my old room did not help either.

I tried to get my old self back by reading my favorite book, but even that couldn't help. The last time I felt like this was when the incident with my parents happened. That night caused my insomnia, and now it's indeed awfuller.

I just laid in bed all day, looking at the plain white walls around me, and slowly losing my mind, which was already lost. Unfortunately, Nicoli couldn't give up on me. Every day, he came in and had a talk with me. Trying to make me feel better and forget about that atrocious day.

But his supportive words did not help my traumatized mind. I've already experienced a big loss, and seeing her disappear in front of my eyes hurts more than anything before.

I saw the woman's eyes turn cold again. So much anger and ache were what I saw in them. I was not her comfort at that moment, but her main problem that she wanted to get rid of.

"C'mon, Talia, get up already!" Nicoli insisted, but I refused. He sighed in exhaustion and opened my window curtains, causing my eyes to almost go blind. He even opened the freaking window in this cold weather.

"Please leave," I begged him, covering my face with the pillow. He walked to my bed and pulled the cover off. I looked at him, stunned, because I was almost naked. He quickly pulled it back and turned back at me.

"I'm sorry," he quickly said. "I didn't know you weren't clothed," he continued. I chuckled quietly and put a big sweater on. As he turned around, I slowly walked behind him, trying to scare him, even though he is a vampire and can sense every little thing.

He instantly turned back to me as I was trying to punch him in his arm. I looked the other way in the direction of the door that was partially closed. A figure was standing awfully close to them; I could only see their long legs and pitch-black hair.

It took me a minute to realize it was her. I hid behind Nicoli, turning him in the direction of the door so I wouldn't be able to see her nor she me. I was holding onto his white blouse as hard as I could. It almost felt like I was pulling his soul out of him.

I stayed quiet, waiting to see what would happen next. Afterwards, he turned to me, gently touching my arm. "She left," Nicoli said. I nodded and walked to the door to close it. I usually even lock them, but since he was here, there was no need.

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"You know you'll eventually talk to her, Talia," he suddenly asserted. I just looked down and ignored it. I tried my best to keep myself together. All this time spent here was a living hell, and I just wish I could escape from this house. I don't want to talk to her nor see her. She destroyed everything and made everything worse.

"Talia, we both know that there's something between you-" Nicoli started, but I cut him off. "There's nothing and never will be." I declared and pointed to the door with my finger so he'd leave.

He surprisingly left without any last words. I locked the door behind him and lay on the bed. I thought about escaping, but the windows here are too high to jump from, so if I tried to jump, I would just kill myself.

I don't want to face her anytime soon. I'm sure Nicoli will disappear one day, and no one is going to protect me from her. I don't want to hear her stupid excuses about why she did what she did. There is no way to erase the horrific memory she left in my head and heart.

I wonder how long I will stay here. Will I be here for the rest of my life? Will I never see Stacey again? I can't bear this.

After a long day of doing nothing, I felt extremely bored. There was not a thing to do here. I wanted to talk to Nicoli, but I was too scared to leave my safe room.

It was almost seven o'clock in the evening, and Nicoli finally appeared in my room without knocking, making me startled, again.

"How long will you stay in this room?" He wondered as he was getting more comfortable on my bed. I ignored him and got back to the book I was reading. A few seconds went by, and Nicoli loudly sighed and took my book from my hands, closing it and tossing it far away from me.

"You're annoying." I confidently spoke without any second thoughts. I sometimes forget who I am talking to.

Nicoli laughed and elegantly lay fully on my bed, supporting his head with his hand. He started staring at me as if I'd react to it. I rolled my eyes and was ready to get out of my bed when he gently grabbed my shoulder.

"What?" I asked confusingly. He sat next to me, tying his hair into a messy lower bun. He suddenly stared into my eyes and said, "We should go somewhere." I looked at him even more confused than before.

"You want to go somewhere? Just the two of us?" I questioned. He nodded as he took the book I was reading and opened it. He went through the first pages and closed it again. "That's exactly what I want to do, Talia." Nicoli declared.

"I don't know-" I said under my breath and took my book back from his hand. I put it on my nightstand and turned back to him.

"Before you say no to this extremely amazing idea, I should say that this trip will make you forget everything. Firstly, I'm a great company, and secondly, you will love it there." He claimed. I chuckled and started to think about it. It might help me indeed. To finally leave this house and go outside.

"So, where will we go?" I wondered. Nicoli got up in the meantime and walked to the window. "I hope you like forests." He sassed while looking out of it with his hands in his pockets.

At first, I thought it was a bad idea, but the more I thought about it, the more I liked it. It was only a matter of one thing.

"W-What about her?" I asked him, not mentioning her name. I tried not to say it because the less I think about her, the less I feel sad.

"I'm older than Darcia and I can do whatever I want to do. As my friend, you can come with me." He pointed it out.

"Okay then." I agreed. I shook my head at what I had just agreed to. Nicoli softly smiled at me. "We'll leave in a few minutes, so pack your clothes." He announced suddenly.

Right now? While it appeared to be a silly joke, he said it with great seriousness. So, I packed a few clothes and my book and was ready to finally get out of this living hell.