In Bloom // j.p

Chapter 1; Serenity

Chapter 1; Serenity

"Yesterday is ashes, tomorrow is wood. Only today does the fire burn brightly."
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀♖ Allie's Point of View

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It was time, I had to leave now. 11:30 P.M. Father was out, which meant I only had to look out for the others. I grabbed my bags, the safe that held all my granny's beloved things, and my flute: Leo. I posed myself against the locked, attic door beneath me. I listened to see if anything or anyone was walking nearby. Not a sound, perfect. I grabbed my pocketknife, (dangerous right? ^=^ ) and popped the lock on the attic door. I slipped down the small opening, grabbed my things, and quietly made a run for it. Making sure the coast was clear, I bolted full speed to the door. Unlocking the door, an alarm sounded. I jumped at the noise, the alarm made my job of escaping that much harder. I ran, ran, and ran. I had to get away, somewhere far. Maybe America? I've heard my nana talk about there once, she made it seem so wonderful. Yeah, that's my destination. How do I get there though?

I needed to get there. I would write my family, and let them know I'm ever so grateful for them, because I am. Their cruel actions have made me the person I am today, my optimistic self. I looked up at the sky and the moon, my two best friends were looking back at me already. I smiled at them as I breathed in the fresh night air. This was my first time outside in 7 years. I was locked up in that house since my arrival there, at the age of 11. God, I missed the outside world. I must say, I hated isolation and I couldn't wait until I met some people in this big world. Did I forget to mention that I do want to go to college? I have exceptional credentials, so basically I can attend any college any where.

I continued my stroll down the sidewalk, skipping each crack refusing my dead mother a broken back. Heard that saying before? 'Step on a crack, break your mums back'. I don't want her back to be broken. I want her to be the perfect woman she is. I mean was. I shuddered at the thought of my mother, at the thought of her death. That was a God awful night. The flashback started to unfold, but I wasn't ready to re-live that moment. Not yet at least, so I pushed the thought to the back of my mind.

I saw a small, cute diner lit dimly in the far way. I ran towards it, I was starving. Walking in I was greeted by a ringing bell, I looked forward to find an old woman with red-stained lips smiling at me. No one had never smiled at me, other than my nana and mummy, so I returned the gesture sincerely. I walked up to the counter and the same woman greeted me, and asked me what I wanted to order.

"Hi, uh, I'll take... A grilled cheese sandwich, and a root beer. Please?" I asked politely.

"Sure dear." She had an angelic voice, sort of reminding me of my nana. I smiled at her, she seemed genuine.

I took this time to inspect the rest of the restaurant, scanning every party and their meals. I continued to look around when I stopped, upon two guys. One of them had a large, flashy afro. It honestly interested me, a lot. The other had two, long fish-tail braids. He was pretty, literally. If it had not have been for adams apple I wouldn't have known he was a guy.

"Here you go." The lady said, sitting down my food. I nodded and smiled, showing that I appreciated her kindness. I began to eat, occasionally side-glancing at the two boys. 'I have to know them.' I thought to myself as I began to wrap up my meal. She brought my check, and I paid. Leaving her a generous tip, I thanked her and began walking out. I'd definitely be coming back here.

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I laid on my nana's, well now my, bed. Remember when I said my granny Lila left me everything she owned? The house was included. That's where I am now. This is where I plan on staying for a while, too. The lights and water bills were paid and everything in the house was still alive, perfect. I laid there, in my new gown that I had gotten from downstairs.

. . . Flashback . . .

I clutched the key to unlock the door to my nana's house, so many memories flew at me I smiled at the thought of them. The door finally unlocked and I stepped inside. I looked around the house, everything was just how nana liked it, and I'm going to keep it that way. I turned the corner and was faced with what seemed like a million shopping bags. On one of them there was a bright yellow sticky note, on it was a note. It read:

❝My sweet girl, Allie. I knew your free spirit would soon get the best of you and you would break free of that prison of yours, so I bought these to make your stay here feel more like home. Allie, this is now your home. I love you, dear. I'm super glad you came here, and I'm happy to know you're my wonderful granddaughter. You'll make the world a better place, and you have a bright future ahead of you dear.

-- Your Nana❞

The note brought tears to my eyes as I read, a smile appeared on my face. 'Thank you nana'.

. . . End Flashback . . .

I smiled at the thought of the sweet gesture. My nana was a sweet soul, oh how I wish she was still here with me. I laughed, cried, and smiled myself to sleep thinking about the memories my mom, nana, and I shared. 'The Good Ole Times'. It was then I knew it. I had found serenity, peace in this world-- where peace is a foreign word and no one wants to understand it, I've found it. Serenity.

Sweet, sweet serenity.

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Morning came slowly, and I was well rested. I got up and went to do my hygiene. I brushed my teeth, and then gargled. Afterwards, I stripped bare and set the shower on lukewarm. I stepped inside letting the water droplets cascade down my body, and take paths to unknown destinations. I grabbed my shampoo and messaged my hair, my beautiful, flowing red hair. I rinsed it out and repeated the motion many times. I grabbed my vanilla-cinnamon scented body wash and began to scrub my dirty skin. The brown tint came off, and I was back to my beautiful, glowing pale skin. I turned off the shower, hopping out, then drying off. I didn't bother to put on anything, why would I?

I walked around the house parading around my bare bum and exposed boobs, loving every second of it. At my father's home I would never be able to do this, one reason why I was doing it now. Being here meant, freedom. Means, the wild child can be released.

It was time to be the wild child I was born to be. Thank you nana.

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A/N: First chapter guys! Hope you guys like. I know this one was kind of boring but I promise they get better as I progress. Could you guess who the ''mysterious" guys at the diner were? I'll update as soon as I reach my goal. Spread the peace!

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