The aroma wafting through the air and around the entire house is heavenly. I can feel my stomach grumble in anticipation for the meal we are about to consume. Placing my phone on speaker, i drop it by the kitchen counter as i watch Caroline work her way through the cooker and try to dice a few onions myself while listening to Ali's chirpy voice coming from my phone.
"It was crazy!" She exclaimed, I can pretty much imagine her throwing her hands up while making a fuse about something that's supposed to be simple. "I mean come on! I know i fucked him at the
The feeling inside my chest is like demolition, a shattering feeling that cages my chest as my breathing hitches. I feel hot all over and not in a good way in the slightest. Without pausing for a second to think, I slam the door right back in the faces of the two fake smiles directed at me with much more force than i opened it.Fuming, I turn around with so much force it's like my neck would snap to meet another two pairs of eyes staring watchfully at me, one panicked and one without quite the concentration."What- the - actual- fuck!" I take huge steps towards the people I've known to be my family, "Can someone tell me what the fuck Andrew and that'thing'are doing in front of the door?"I watch Kyle swallow hard and murmur something i can't hear under his breath. Caroline on the other hand looks composed, and with a sigh she takes a step forward, grabs my hand
Disaster.The entire thing is a disaster!The tension swimming through the air is so much it feels stuffy in this airconditioned dinning room. I swallow down a big chunk of Caroline's signature apple pie thanking the clouds that dinner is almost over while focusing all my attention on my meal so as to not accidently catch any of their gazes that I know are burning down on me.The lucky part is that no one has said a single word and I'm hoping it would stay that way till they are up and out of here.... But no Caroline being the sweet soul she is and sometimes annoying character of trying to fix everything goes ahead and speaks up, directing her question to the unwanted couple."So, how was the wedding?"It is quite obvious she doesn't really care how the wedding went, neither do I or Kyle but she is just trying to make light conversation, that I most definitely do not appreciate."Fabulous." Andrew comments with a
Slowly she takes down the phone from her ear and tucks it into her small purse hanging down her shoulder without retracting her gaze from mine. Her gaze burns even from the distance and so does mine.Something in me tells me to walk away but I've been holding up these pent up emotions for quite too long, I need a vessel to pour it all out on and I just found the perfect sample, so without thinking, I match towards her and stop when I'm standing on eye level with her."So this has been your game all along huh? I always knew you were shady but I didn't think it was this terrible." I scoff.... To think I had already started to doubt my intuition about her, to think that I actually believed for even a fraction of a second that she did truly love Andrew.She doesn't say anything, just stares at me looking bored yet very much composed. 'Of course it does
The worst torture that teenagers could subject themselves to is dwelling deep into their thoughts. It eats you up, chews you slow and swallows you whole till all you want left is to blow up into limbo and disappear from the world. From all the pain, the headache, the heartaches, the confusion, the frustration, you just want to let it go.But right now I'm not sure of what I want anymore.... I don't think I ever did.With the words of my long time childhood friend dancing around my ears and the memory of a few minutes ago replaying in my memory over and over again, I finally decide to stop trying to get comfortable on my bed because sleep is the last thing that could happen right now.It was the depth that I saw in his soul through the mirror of his eyes, the transparency and fraction of ache that clouded his facial features when he spilled out those words. Not a vent of anger but one of frustration.'I'm fucking in love with you.'
Being the center of attention isn't something I have always enjoyed. As a matter of fact I never truly had to deal with situations like this but when you're friends with someone as crazy as Alice it steadily starts to creep into your life, especially in high school.Thank the heavens that shit is about to be over really soon.But what I'm not sure is going to be over soon is having to pretend to be a happy celebrant in an oxygen congested atmosphere filled with nothing but booze and booze and more booze.Wasted teenagers whom I didn't know existed up until this day owning the place, screaming at the top of their lungs while playing bear pong, Edward forty hands and wiggling their boney asses in the air and above the table while the horny opposite genders cheer and bath their behind with colorful liquid to create better effect, coupled with the occasional "happy birthday Lex." Whenever they walk pass me.I force a smile at the d
At first I have no idea where I'm driving to, but when I remember the advance birthday gift I got about two months back, I backtrack.The roar of the engine comes to a stop and I'm greeted with the evening tempo of the chirping birds followed by the hurdles of passing vehicles behind me. With a deep sigh, I climb out of Alice's car and look up the hill ahead of me. The scenery is beautiful, quite tiresome climbing all the way but by the time I've reached the very edge, breathing a little rougher than normal and letting the heavy but yet relaxing sound of the waterfall drown my thoughts, I sit on the ground and let the imagery captivate all of me.The night natural light illuminating from the sky is already creating a vintage of mass beauty but as a human with a regular functioning mind, my conscious inner sec
The ticking of the wall clock that hangs opposite from me on that vacant wall is the only source of distraction I have to shut out the prudent voices nagging at the back of my head and also from the background environment. I close my eyes, inhaling deeply the smell of fresh tobacco and cigarette that has managed to toxify the oxygen in the room, only to cough out a whole lot of smoke that has found their way right through my nostrils and into my lungs. Lifting up my head, I am met with the snarling face and angry dark eyes of my kidnapper and I know what comes next. The bulky man with a snake tattoo on his right bicep marches forward to me, the usual snarl printed on his face, hands secured around the rifle that hangs loosely with a strap on his waist, and his footsteps loud enough to possibly alert anyone passing by that his prey is about to know hell. And I am that prey.With a swift motion, he pulls out his weapon and s
'Wants my blood....' My eyes twitch and I freeze, staring into the coldness of his eyes and all I see is a darkness swarming my personified reflection. I see a helpless young girl trying so hard to hide her fears but I can see it in his eyes that he can see it, and when he looks down at my shaking feet, I can tell that he does, as a matter of fact know that he got me right where he wanted me when he spoke those words. 'Why would anyone want me dead?' 'And who the fuck is his sister?' 'Who the bloody fuck is he even?' "But we can avoid all of that from happening!" His enthusiasm is not appreciated at the moment but the mischievous g