Lost Mafia Princesses

Chapter 3: Drawing

     The scream came from downstairs.

     That was probably nothing a thought in my head said. But yet, another thought said is someone dead? It's unlikely for it to be one of those thoughts.

     But then again, my thoughts also seem to be right. Or at least a thought was.

     I decided to just walk into my room anyways.

     I put my headphones on and got my sketchbook out.

     What did I want to draw? I put on a show to watch while drawing and drew away.

     It felt calming to me. Even if I was already calm.

     Art made me feel unexplainable emotions. I just, enjoyed it.

     By the time I finished my sketch, it was 9:04 p.m. It started to rain.

     This would be a beautiful painting, one thought said. We should really go to sleep though.. One more drawing shouldn't hurt, right?

     The scene looked perfect. The view from my window was perfect, the lighting, the sky had a bluish greyish color.

     But what drawn my eyes was the landscapes. The view from this house was amazing! I wonder what it would look like from the living room.

     Maybe I should draw from the living room. I turned off my show and took my headphone's off.

     I gathered all art supplies that were needed and went downstairs. I didn't need much colors. I could just blend them.

     The living room had multiple windows which made the scenery even more visible and beautiful. I sat down on the ground and spread out my supplies. I put on my headphones and put my show on.

     I took a deep breath and started drawing.

     Lighting occured once in a while. Should I add the lightning? Yes! It'll had more depth and make it more interesting! one part said.

    The lightning doesn't even stay! Plus, that's just taking up space and more work!

     Eventually I did decide to do the lightning but made it small as if it's coming from farther away.

    By the time I finished sketching, it was 10:13 p.m. I tried to get every detail in. The lighting from the poles, where the light hit, and even the smaller details like the rain hitting onto the puddles.

     I started to paint. As I stared at the window, I noticed my reflection. I noticed me. For me to draw myself, I'd need to make the reflection lighter.

     I used different colors mixed with white to paint that. It was turning out nice if I do say so myself.

     It was already 10:43 p.m.

"VERAA!" Lia screamed.

"Hm?"

     There was no reply.

     I continued to draw and I heard footsteps coming down.

"Veraaa." Lia said jumping onto me.

"What happened?" I asked patting her back.

"She was starting and argument with me again!!"

"Just go to bed Lia."

"But she's in my room." she whined.

"Go sleep in my room then." I told her.

     I signaled her to get up by pushing her and she did so.

"Okayy." she said.

    She went up the steps slowly, one by one, to show me how upset she was. But I was focused on the painting. I just had to add the details..

    I'm kinda hungry.. my inner voice told me. It was 11:27 p.m. Time passes by so fast when I'm painting.. I got up and started cooking. I made scrambled eggs.

    I took a break and started focusing on watching. That made me think. What was that scream? Maybe someone just got scared. It was only a scream. And nothing else.

    I think.

    After I finished eating I got up and washed the dishes. I sat back down and continued painting.

     I'm so full.. A small nap wouldn't hurt. But I'm so close to being done! I went to the kitchen and splashed my face with cold water.

     Get it together! So close to being done! Yeah right.

     By the time I fully finished it, the rain had stopped and it was 12:37 a.m. And after I finished, I went to sleep right away.