A Compelling Beautiful

Move along?

I wake up in a fast pace. Heart beating twice as loud

Remembering all the blood coming from one person and into your hands.

I sit up on my bed and feel a pang of pain spreading through my head each second more painful. I put both my hands on my head in hopes of stoping the pain.

"Bismillah" I recite

The pain finally puts to a stop. I walk towards my bathroom and scan my calendar on the wall.

" Saturday!" I say relived of my worries and also confused

I feel gross and extremely tired.

Wait Have I been asleep for two days?

Two days of no reading, no bathing or even watching my avengers and D.C shows. But, that is not the most important thing on my mind right this second.

I grab some clothes and head for the shower. Passing the mirror in hopes of not noticing my self and who I have become.

..........

I walk out of the shower noting I was in there for more than 30 minutes. Avoiding any encounters with my family.

"Where on earth is my phone. I just got that phone where could it be"

I walk towards my bed scanning it with my eyes I feel with my feet something cold and dirty under my bed.
"Finally" I say reaching for my blackberry and checking the time.

7:00

My parents and little Brother are probably sleeping. I grab my boots and coat and tiptoe down the stairs through the door and finally outside. I close the door behind me and breath in the cold air. The sun hasn't come up and it's still pretty cold out. I tighten my coat and put my hands in my pocket. I walk down my porch.

I pass by my neighbors home which I still haven't gotten to see.

After about 5 minutes of my walking and already feeling tired I try to head back home back home. So much snow in just one location ugh. I hate it here. Even though I love snow I am just not used to this environment.
I have moved a lot when I was younger but, never to a place this cold.

Before I turn around i notice a big sign. Although I can't see the letters it's probably the name of this neighborhood.

"Should I walk all the way over there" I debate with myself still knowing it's only about 2 yards away from me.

no I can probably just ask my mom.

Speaking of my parents I haven't talk to them since the day they picked me up from the station.
So much for "we are going to talk in the morning"

I start walking back. nervous about being home with my parents and talking about everything.

Will they send me to a therapist again!
No they can't do that!

I observe the two rows of houses. And the big open space in-between where people park.

The homes are fairly large. More like huge

But, I don't really care about that. The sun is now half way up now. As I am just about to open the door a car pulls into my neighbors parking lot.

I curiously wait for someone to come out.

An old lady walks comes out of the car. Why does she look so familiar?

Lesa the sweet lady I bumped into? Wow what a coincidence.

I get up from my hiding.

I notice her face in pain as she opens the back door of her car. A hand comes out reaching for her. She struggles pulling this guy out. I run from my porch making my way to help her.

"Leasa..hey leasa" I shout while running

The sun blinds her and she squints. "Mina what are you doing here" she says smiling

" Well believe it or not I moved into that house last week"

" How have I not noticed. Well welcome to the neighborhood and come over whenever."

" Grandma! Help me stop talking whoever that is!" The guy shouts

I turn my head to face this douche and Imedeatly I grow pale...I stare in confusion

" Daniel" I whisper

"Yeah fuck face do I know you? I don't think so now move along ." He says motioning his hand