Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Legacy of the Moon ❯ Hope ( Chapter 1 )

 

 

Hope doesn't come from calculating whether the good news is winning out over the bad. It's simply a choice to take action.

 

 

 

Chapter One: Hope

 

Angel Huney usually found bliss in a deep tub of hot water, full of glistening bubbles that smelled of vanilla cake after a nice long shower, the fat little butter cream scented candles sat along the countertop created a soft glow. Comfortably within arms reach was a hamper with a silver tray on top. Small china plates with a pink flower pattern and there had been two chocolate truffles, an éclair, and a small bowl mint brown chip ice cream with a caramel topping. Angel had managed to finish them all.

 

Usually this ritual in the bright purple bathroom made him feel so much better but it didn't work today. He shank deeper into the tub, feeling to urge to cry again, not even the ice cold coke he was nursing help brighten his mood. He looked better today; last night he had taken a very hot bath filled with a healing powder and had downed a potion.

 

Yesterday he looked dreadful. His eyes had been blood shot, one of the blackened, his lips chapped and busted, there was lose teeth as well, his skin a dark red with multiple bruises and small blisters that were painful and itchy, more than once he had popped them while trying to alleviate the ever-present itch. Both heels of his feet were covered in one big bleeding blister each. The sides of the foot, the top and multiple toes had sported bleeding blisters as well.

 

All his injuries were compliments of the sadists of the summer school for P.E that he had been sent to by his blood father David Sorin. Six weeks, Monday thru Friday from eight o'clock to three o'clock. From 8:00am to 9:30 am was roll call and bookwork, though what bookwork had to do with P.E only the Coach knew. 9:30 am to 11:00 am was stretching and from 11:00 am to 3:00 pm consisted of walking in a1