Omega and the beast

Chapter 10

I sat with my face facing the sun, with sunglasses on and my sweater hanging over the backrest. Even though it was early autumn, the weather was pleasant. It was windless and the sun was warming. Therefore, I wanted to take the opportunity to enjoy the sun while I could.

Reed had left the estate early and would get back around lunch. It made me feel oddly uneasy, him being away. It worsened for each day, one part of me wishing to go with him and one for him to stay those times he left.

I dunno why, but maybe I'm beginning to go insane. I've never been this bothered by being alone. But it wasn't the loneliness... It was being away from Reed.

After I had eaten some lunch I chose to spend my break outdoors, sunbathing. Lucky for me, a few days earlier I had found some folding deckchairs in a storage room under one of the stairs when I had been looking for another extension cord since I wanted to move my table a bit closer to the fireplace, but the cord I had hadn't been long enough.

With a plate of cookies next to me which I've got from Mrs. Smith this morning, and with a glass of milk, I sat there below the large front stairs, against the house wall enjoying being able to relax for once. I was at peace.

The last few days I had felt a bit strange. Not bad. But I felt unusually restless in my body, a little bit itchy, had difficulty focusing and the other day I had been almost sensitive to sound. The voices in the library came and went, which stressed me out more than I wanted to admit to Reed.

And speaking of him we tried to be more at peace with each other. I tried not to sass too much at him, and he tried not to be too bossy. It went pretty well, but it's hard not to tease that man!

Reed had been out in the reserve for hours and I had managed to organize one complete bookshelf this morning! Given how many shelves there were in that library and how huge they were, it was a great achievement! Especially since I had to register them in the computer, wipe away the dust and carry them back.

I had music in a speaker with my hands clasped behind my head. Even though it was late in the year, maybe I could get some colour on my pale body?

Mike usually says I'm paler than a ghost. I reached fora cookie which I dipped in the milk before I practically threw it into my mouth.

Grandma always offered cookies and milk as a snack after school when she was with us kids while our parents worked. She used to serve it on the patio, and we then sat there together, she, I, and my siblings. And it had felt like if life was amazing.

It's a nice memory that always make me smile. It was back in the days when Chad, Becca, Vendela and I had a trouble-free relationship. Chad wasn't as huge braggart like now and Becca hadn't yet started with her shit.

Our sibling relationship is special. It's not that we don't like each other, on the contrary. But we are so different. Vendela is the orderly one who's calm and collected, trying to discuss things through. She's rational.

Chad is out there, daring. A typical jock and the star of the family according to our parents. And he seems to believe it himself. He's kind but cannot see that others suffer or have difficulties in life when he doesn't have it himself.

Then we have me. The family's black sheep who have always caused trouble for our parents. Not by fault, mostly accidents. But more than once school called home to tell them something I've done or experienced.

And they will constantly compare me to Chad! I should be more like him, in any way. It's like they're disappointed in who I became.

Becca... She's supposed to be a good and kind girl, and sure; she is kind. But we all know how she's out, doing bad shit under the influence of her useless friends. Some of us tries to help her, like I do. While some refuse to see. But my miserable life no one's missing!