JUST....??

CHAPTER ONE

Aven's POV

I screech to a halt infront of my house; hiding in the bosom of darkness. Staring at the house fills my heart with sadness. My beautiful garden has turned into a spooky forest.

Wondering if I should take a step into the abode of darkness...or not; my exhausted eyes peer through the side window of the car. "In life there are ups and downs. Things won't always go your way", the words of my therapist play in my head. I huff, take my purse from the passenger's seat, get out of the car and slowly ascend the stairs to the brown wooden door which is now a barrier between me and darkness.

I take the house keys from my purse, unlock the door and push the door lightly. Total darkness unveils itself as the door creaks open. Peering into the darkness, my hope to see a glint of light vanishes when the tiniest bit of it doesn't reach neither my sight nor my wounded heart.

I close the door after walking inside and turn on the light to illuminate the room so as to take a piece of my sorrow away and pad to the kitchen for a glass of water to moisten my parched throat.

I'm able to get what I came here for but my wish to wet that dry throat of mine doesn't get fulfilled; because I find myself staring at the glass of water instead of drinking it. My mind seems to be somewhere...somewhere which isn't here. A place filled with peace, happiness and light. A perfect past. My perfect past.

How can I go back to that perfect past? Is it even possible?

This state of quiet and thinking lasts for a long while.

Still contemplating on how to get rid of my pains, I hear a voice I soo much wish never to hear again.

"Welcome home, baby".

The glass of water falls from my hand and chills run down my spine. His devilish and alluring voice still brings fear to my whole being.