Everyone had went home yesterday after they ate breakfast and Deena was bored out of her mind. The brunette had been staring at the ceiling for the last few hours. Her hands were tossing a ball up into the air and catching it. They were slightly numb at this point.
The curly haired brunette groaned when she failed to catch the ball after she threw it up. It seemed like a sign to do something else. So she rolled her neck and removed herself from the bed. She changed into a pair of black shorts that were unreasonable short to her and then put on a gray sweatshirt over her shirt.
She grabbed her shoes from her room and went to the couch in the living room to put them on, struggling quite a bit. The brunette sweared under her breath when she got them on. "Josh I'm going out!" Deena yelled before she closed the door behind her.
The sun was shining outside with a few clouds in sight. It was actually surprisingly warm outside for it being the middle of November. The brunette shoved her hands into her sweatshirt pocket and enjoyed the warmth. The birds were chirping and every couple of minutes she would hear the crickets and other insects as well.
Deena didn't have an actual plan in mind as to where she was walking. The brunette just let her feet take her to where they were going. Cars drove by every now and then. Sometimes the girl would look at the person in the car, imagining what their life was like. Overall the brunette felt calm, happy even as she walked.
An hour had passed or around an hour, Deena couldn't actually tell though. The brunette was walking in the woods off the side of the road. She looked at the signs to see where she was. Of course somehow she ended up at the end of her town and the start of the next. With a sigh the brunette turned around, deciding to walk deeper into the forest.
Not far off from the road, found a trail of red moss and decided to follow it. The trail led to a bigger patch of moss and a big rock. The brunette was tired from walking, she sat down and leaned against the rock. The cool touch of the rock hitting her warm back felt nice. She sat there in silence, her thoughts jumbling up inside her mind.
These past couple of months were a bit hectic. She was finally coming to terms with her feelings for a certain blonde. A small smile came to the brunette's mouth. She rested her hand on top of her knee that she had propped earlier when she sat down. Her other hand was gently picking at the red moss around her.
"I don't know what to do." The curly haired girl spoke out into the open. "I feel like I'm floating around her. Like everything in world is suddenly right. Like my father isn't a drunk and my mother isn't dead. Like my family is all one big happy family with no problems whatsoever. It's like I could do anything around her and in the end it would all turn out fine. Almost all of my problems go away when I'm with her."
Once the brunette had started talking, she couldn't stop, "When I'm around her, I feel this urge to protect her. To make sure she's safe. I don't want anything bad to happen to her. She's already lost her father, I feel like I'm losing her. I want to be enough for her but I don't think I am. The police haven't found out how the car accident happened that killed her dad and they probably never will."
Deena released a laugh, wiping away the few tears that fell. "God I'm such an idiot." She ran her hand through her hair. Inhaling shakily, it was like the Gods above agreed with her. The sky released a loud thunder and it started pouring rain. "Are you fucking kidding me!" The brunette shouted into the sky while rain drops hit her body.
She groaned and stood up, making her way back to the house. The walk was slow, the rain soaking her to the bone. It wasn't that she hated the rain, it was the fact that she was an hour or so out from her house. Less cars passed by on her way back, the birds and insects weren't that loud either. Her feet were aching on the way back from her soaking shoes.
