Ex-Childhood Crush

You don't want to be her

He knew where the diary was kept and went towards it.

Dear Diary  23/4/1984

I see them , i see them on my youngest son Jonathan.
I can see them trailing him , worst part i can see little Johnny trying to touch them.
Thee husband has a mistress, when Johnny was born he was not blessed .
As thee husband was busy with his mistress and she did not want our son blessed.
As she thinks the son will mend thee husband and thee.
I plan on blessing him thee self . I need no man to tell me what to do.

Love Abbey

He inwardly shivered he turned the page.

Dear Diary   5/9/1896

He is gone. Little Johnny is no more.
I did have a forbidding and cold feeling in me stomach.
But thee slept on.
I saw them by the multiples before i put him to bed.
I saw them circling his crib .
Corners of the room lurking on the walls , twisting with shadows.
She sharply turned her head when she felt something next to her.
Nothing was there.
With force and nothing to do she put little Johnny in his crib and watched them inch towards him as if trying to touch him .
" Don't !". She cried sharply.
She saw some hesitated but carried on.
Thee imagined white light surrounding little Johnny and when she opened her eyes . Thee saw them backing away.
She should have stayed imaging the white light.
Should not have left Johnny vulnerable.
Now because of thee Johnny was not present.
She was feeling ill and she could see more of them.
Hidious things , more clearly she could see them.
Was she not blessed ?

Love Abbey

Sam stood up , that was enough creepiness for today.
With feeling of paranoia he left the room and went into his room on the second landing.
His room was blue painted.
A king sized bed sat in the middle.
A desk to the side.
A walk in wardrobe .
Coachs and coffe tables in the further back facing the window .
He did not want anything fancy in his room.
No TVs or Bathrooms.
He had a few personal objects scattered about the room.
A picture when he was small playing football on his desk.
He liked flowers.
He liked the colour Blue.
So he had a vase on the coffe table with blue roses in them.
His covers chosen by him where 100 % cotton and not silk as to be more comfortable then fancy looking .
He had a few about ten classic books stacked on his desk.
When he was bored he would read . That was a big if he maybe read only one chapter from that pile.

Kicking of his shoes he threw his head on the black pillow and dreams engulfed him.
Of white roaming things.
Diaries being written into by Abigail.
Abbey smoking.
Him and Cherry kissing.

He woke up the next day , sun rays hitting his eyelids making him turn the other side.

" Master Samathan ". He was gently shook away.

" Sam ". He corrected his voice muffled with sleep.

" Ofcource it's school ". The voice reminded.

School. Abbey.

He sat up in bed.
All the covers tumbling down.
Their maid stood there flustered .

" Breakfast ". She said handing him a tray.
He shook his head.

" No i don't feel like eating".

" Breakfast is vital ". The maid he thought her name was Jasmine.

She left his tray and left.

He hurriedly wore black trousers with a white button down shirt.
Walking into the bathroom he brushed his teeth .
Ran his fingers in his hair.
Picked up his school bag and walked out the house.

It was a bit chilly today .
So he decided he'd take his silver Lexus.

About ten minutes and he was in the school parking lot.
His spot was empty as ever , even though the lot was packed.
Getting out the car he realised fifteen minutes untill class.
Spotting Oscar he headed his way .
Oscar had his arm slung around his girlfriend .
He waved.
He waved back but noticed that his eyes weren't on him.
Embarrassed he pretended to scratch his head.

" Good morning ". A cheery voice said behind him.
Turning around.
There stood Abbey in blue jeans and a Green sweater.
Her hair was put in a ponytail. 
She had one piece of headphone in one ear the other she was dangling.
She wore black nike Trainers.

" Morning ". He said cautiously.

She jogged her way to Oscar.

" I never pegged you down for a smoker ". 

He must not have looked at her well because in her other hand was a cigarette.
She brought it to her lips and breathed it in.
She blew out smoke.

Jessica waved away the smoke.

" You want ". She asked Oscar.

" Sure ". He took it from her and took three intakes and gave it back.

She breathed in one huge gulp.
The cigarette was almost done.
Smoking it to it's core she threw it on the ground and stumped on it.

"That was fast ". Oscar said.

" You smoke to enjoy it , I smoke to die ". She smiled like she just shared an inside joke.

" My man is a bad man but i can't deny the way he holds my hand and he grabs me has me by my Heart ". She sung under her breath.
Her voice wasn't cring worthy nor was it Beyoncé Good.

After chatting a bit , Cherry joined them.

" What is she doing here " . She said chewing a gum and pointing at Abbey.

" She is leaving , she can not breath in the same air as fruity name ". Abbey said and skipped away.

She joined a blue haired girl.

Abbey seemed fine nothing wrong as if yesterday did not happen.
She was good at keeping her feelings hidden.

He vaguely heard the blue haired girl saying.

" I wish i was you ".

" You don't want to be me ". Laughed Abbey.
Popping in the other headphone and waking towards the school building.
On her way she was stopped by a Jock .
Not even uttering a word to him she plucked the ciggrate out his hand that he was smoking and continued her way to the building.
Blowing out smoke.

The Jock and his friends were left gaping at her.
Shrugging the guy took out another cigarette and lit it up.

Cherry snapped her manicured fingers infront his face.

" There's a party tonight come with me "  she said.

He didn't like her demanding voice so instead said.

" We'll see ".