The hot California sun beams onto my pale skin, creating beads of sweat to trickle down my forehead onto my brow. This heat was excruciating. I don't see how anyone could get used to being baked in the sun. I couldn't live here.
"Mom it's so hot!" I whine.
My mother walks ahead of me. A suitcases clutched in her hand.
"Yeah it is, but you're the one who wanted to come out here." She replied dragging Sofia, my five year old sister behind her.
I nod my head, because she's right. I'm the one who wanted to come all the way out here for someone who wasn't even replying back to me. There had to be a solid reason why Liam wasn't replying back to me. Something had to be wrong with him.
I let out a heavy sigh as we trugged through the gravel. There was a passage way up to Liam's house and it was killing my legs.
We stop dead in our tracks in front of a house- Liam's house.
It was big, but not bigger than the one in Devenford. The outside of the house was built up entirely of bricks and the windows were outlined with dark blue. The front door was an old fashioned heavy cherry wooden door.
"Knock on the door." I tell my mother.
My mother looks over her shoulder and scowls at me, but nonetheless lets go of my little sisters hand and knocks on the front door.
"I'm nervous." A stupid wide smile is plastered on my face.
A couple seconds later, the heavy door is pulled open. My smilecompletely faded as soon as I saw who stood in the door frame.
Liam's mother. I was expecting it to be Liam.
Her mouth falls open and her eyes are wide in excitement.
"Teresa!" She yells and wraps my mother in a hug.
My mother smiles and hugs Liam's mother back.
They let go of each other and Liam's mother focuses her eyes on me which causes me to smile.
"Saffron," She smiles.
"Hi, Mrs. Dunbar." I say.
"You get prettier and prettier every time I see you."
Liam's mother always boosted my confidence and I loved it.
She bent down a little to meet Sofia's height.
"Hey Sofia." She smiles.
Sofia sends her a warm smile. Sofia's baby face, crystal clear eyes and pig tails cover up who she really is- a little demon child.
"I was just in the middle of baking. Sofia would you like to help me?"
"Yes." Sofia smiles.
I sigh in disgust, Sofia is like a little actress. Acting all innocent in front of adults.
"Come on guys, come in." Liam's mother looked exactly like him but with a lighter shade of hair and she was always dressed classy. A dress and heels.
We followed his mother into the house. She tells us to sit our things in the living room and make ourselves at home. Liam's father hadn't told Mrs. Dunbar about our arrival, and sadly Liam wasn't home. He had went out with a couple of friends and his mother had told me that he'd been receiving my letters and not opening them. She said that he just shoves them into the top drawer of his night stand. Which made my heart sink to my feet. He wasn't aware of my arrival.
We sat at the table. Sofia stands in the chair mixing chocolate cake mix with Mrs. Dunbar standing behind her making sure she's doing it right.
I sigh and pick at my nails.
"Mrs. Dunbar what time do you think Liam's gonna be back?"
"Uhm," Mrs. Dunbar sighs and looks at me. "I'm not sure sweetie, but I do know he's over Scott McCall's house. I could drop you off when dad gets home if you want."
"Sounds like a plan." I nod my head.
Dad is what Mrs.Dunbar called her husband. I don't even think she remembers his first name because she calls his dad so much.
As the hours drag on the adults and Sofia decorate the cake and play little board games. Eventually Sofia falls asleep. The grown ups grab a couple drinks and talk over some things.
Through all of that I just sit at the kitchen table, gazing at the digital clock on the stove waiting for the hours to tick by...
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Guys that picture attached to this made me laugh so I thought I should share it with yall 😂 and I know this is short there's one more chapter coming 😁!
