Never Alone || Fourtris

Chapter 22

The room is cold as it fills with darkness. Beneath me lies a mattress as old as anyone can tell. The room smells like burning wood, only there is no wood that is burning. No matter how much my eyes try to adjust, the room is still too dark. A faint noise comes from somewhere, but there is no where to turn to. Slowly, the room starts to fill with the sound of people cheering and a news reporter. My ears scream from the loud noises and I can't hear anything, not even my own screams. Suddenly everything stops and a little light shines on the floor. My hands remove themselves from my head and my eyes are fixed onto the light. As I reach out for it, the door swings open knocking me back. 

Above me stands a figure, tall and strong. My eyes cannot make out who it is, and I lay there, blocking the light from my eyes. I examine the body and in his hand lies an oval shaped looking snake. He approaches me and closes the door, and again I am found in the darkness, but instead of being alone, I am with the man. Everything is silent again and I can only hear the sound from my heart beating faster. My eyes try looking for the man, but my ears find something different. The floor boards creak and my body feels a force taken upon it. I let out a shrieking pain and a light comes on exposing me to the person holding me back. 

Bud. 

My eyes suddenly open and I'm confronted with a white ceiling, the room I'm in is dark, but not so dark that I can't see the unpacked boxes around me. Im in a cold sweat and I can feel the beads running down my forehead. I lift up my hand to wipe off the sweat as I sit up to examine the room a bit more. I lay back down, letting my breathe revert back to its original speed. It was just a dream, he can't hurt you anymore, you're safe. I let my brain fill me with thoughts. My phone lights up and I grab it off the stand next to the bed. The light shines brightly in my face, not allowing me to focus well. As my eyes try adjusting, I read a bit of what is on my phone, a text from Christina, at 4:15 in the morning. 

As my eyes become accustomed to the blaring light, I open it, reading whatever she texted me. As I read it rage comes in. Will broke up with Christina, that asshole. I text her back saying i'll talk to her at school. How could he hurt her, basterd. Christina is a good person, she didn't do anything, is it because of the car accident? My mind fills with questions, even though I shouldn't necessarily be worrying about this, because I'm not the one who got dumped, but Christina is still my best friend and if she is in pain, so am I. 

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A faint light shines through the room filled with unpacked boxes. I look around and my eyes fix on the wallpaper, they're little barks from trees growing. The wallpaper is a light dry green and the branches are white with an outlined color black. I grab my phone remembering Christina and look at the time, 7:03 A.M. I wont be that late today. I get up from the now messy bed and make my way out the door. The stairs are just below me and to my right is the hallway. I walk around trying to find my way to the bathroom. I open the door in the middle of the hallway and thankfully its the bathroom. I walk in quickly, closing the the door. My face looks pale and bags are visible under my eyes. As I look into the mirror, I see my tangled, wild, mane like hair.  

My brain tries telling me how worthless I look, but I ignore it and grab my toothbrush to brush my teeth. After, I grab my hair brush and slowly start brushing the tangles out. As I yank one of my hairs, a memory of bud yanking my hair appears into my head. I set the brush down and put my hair up into a ponytail instead. As I walk out, the door creaks and I stop where I am, listening to see if anyone is awake. I leave the door open instead and as I walk back to my room, I hear my name being called from behind. I turn around and see Natalie in her robe. 

"Sorry I was just brushing my teeth," I say a bit cautious. 

"No its fine dear, don't be scared. This is your home, you can do anything," she says. "I usually wake up around seven fifteen to make coffee for me and Andrew. Do you want to join me?"