The Light In Her Eyes

Somewhere to Stay

The doorbell rang with a regal tone. I heard shuffling, and then footsteps near the door. Ky opened the door, and her eyes lit up.

"Hi! Vivian! I knew you would come!" she smiled.

"Hey.... Umm, can I come in?" I stuttered.

She backed away from the door, "Welcome to my home."

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Her house was beautiful, there were flowers in vases, pretty mahogany tables, and pastel painted walls.

"You like it?"

"Yeah... it's.... amazing." I was astonished. "It's way better than mine.." I thought back to my home, abandoned. No one was home now, I could go back if I wanted.

"You okay? You seem... down. What happened?" She always knew how I felt, it will be hard to hide anything from her. She was looking at me, curious.

"My step father- Doug- was..... hurtful to my mother...." I don't want to say any more...

"Oh.. I am so sorry... You can come here any time you want. Is that why there were police sirens?" she gapped. I didn't need to say anything for her to know that it was true.

"I'll be right back." she ran upstairs. I was left to snoop around her downstairs. Her kitchen was full of deep wood cabinets and marble countertops. I noticed that her dining room had the same color table as the cabinets. I wonder how rich her parents are, they must have important jobs. Her living room had leather couches and a 70" tv, at the most. I walked back to the entry way as I heard her humming down the stairs.

"I hope this will do, most of my pajamas are bright colors, so I tried my best." She handed me a pair of deep red pajamas. I was confused, and she could tell. "You're staying the night, aren't you? No one is at your house, so it wouldn't be very nice at home..."

I thought for a minute. Maybe I should stay. There's nothing left for me at home. It's not like I need anything from there. I've never had a sleepover before, I've never had any friends.

"Sure... I guess...." I didn't know what else to say.

"Squee!! Yay! C'mon upstairs, I want to show you my room!" She ran upstairs while I walked behind her. Her carpets were a brilliant maroon color. We entered her room, and she jumped on her bed.

"This is my room. I tend to spend a lot of time in here. I've never had a friend in here though!" That was a surprise. I thought she was friends with everyone at school.

"You okay? Is something wrong?" She wanted me to sit on her bed with her.

"Oh, yeah, sorry. I was just spacing out." I sat next to her. "I'm sorry to ask, but where are your parents?"

She looked at her feet, sad.

"Oh, shoot, I'm sorry. I didn't mean-"

"Didn't mean what? They're out of town! Sorry to scare you." Her laughter filled the room.

I laughed too. It was the first time in years that I actually smiled. Ky was a good friend, I think I should stick with her for awhile. We talked for hours, about my past and hers.

"My parents are out of town for a business meeting. They won't be back until next week."

"Wow... My mother left to her mom's and my step father... He's in jail."

"Did he hurt you?" she pointed at the blood stain on my thigh.

"I'm fine-"

"Did he?" she was looking at me with her big, hazel eyes.

"Yes..." She sat there, silent. I lifted up the pajama pant leg to show her the stab wound in my thigh.

"Oh my God!! It's going to be infected!! Come with me, right now !"

I followed her, curious, to her parents' bathroom. In there, there was a first aid kit and a lot of medicine.

"Are you sure?"

"I know what I'm doing. I have wanted to be a doctor, like my parents, since I was 6!" she grinned. She grabbed an ace bandage and some disinfectant cream. After spreading the cream on my wound, she wrapped it up real tight.

"Th-thanks..." I thanked her.

"Yeah.. It would be a shame to see someone as strong as you go down from an infection."

"As strong as-? I'm not stron-."

"Not physically, but mentally." We walked back to her room. "Do you want to meet some of my friends tomorrow? They're kind, but they are hard to get used to."

"Yeah, sure." I trusted her, so if she trusted others, then I trusted them too.

I didn't know where this was going, but I think she will make my miserable life a lot more interesting.