OVER ME [ZEROBASEONE]

XIII.

gentle heat washing over the female's face as if it were warmed-up water set for the perfect shower. that's how it felt to have your internal clock wake you up at 7 in the morning as the clear sparks of the sun shot through the window's glass that seemed to have been forgotten to get covered up the previous night by the room owner.

a little sigh left the human's mouth as her body's first instinct was to stretch the sleep away and force her way out of the warm bed that tried to pull her back to sleep like a giant magnet gravitating a piece of iron.

after the huge breakdown from the previous day's event, it was understandable when the girl had to grip her head from the very severe pain she was feeling.

after the pain toned down a bit, she got up and walked to the little bathroom hidden behind a door in her room where she took a shower and washed all the sleepiness away before returning to her room with a robe hugging her body. She picked an outfit for the day from her closet, which was a beautiful floral dress, and did her hair before going outside. she was instantly welcomed by the fresh smell of pancakes and eggs baking.

shuffling to the kitchen and standing in the doorway, there stood her father, confidentially flipping pancakes as her mother nagged him to stop showing off before he made a mistake and turned the room into a mess.

the young lady chuckled before walking into the kitchen, exposing herself to the two and cutting their little talk short. her father quickly turned around when he heard her coming in. "my little princess! Good morning!" he said with a voice filled with excitement as he picked her up and turned her around as if she weighed nothing.

the young girl screamed a little before giggling and demanding to be put down. when she finally did land on her feet, she was engulfed in a breathtaking, bone-crushing hug from her father.

"you called me a little princess." the girl scrunched her face up, cringing jokingly at the nickname, now having her father's arms lazily holding her waist.

"Well, you might be old and ugly, but you are still a pretty little princess in my eyes." he got pushed away before the girl's fist landed on his chest. the male laughed loudly as the girl crossed her arms under her bust in fake annoyance just after smacking her father.

"I was just kidding." the male put an arm around her shoulder and they both stared at the other lady in the room who began putting the plates full of glucose down on the wooden table.

The pair decided to help out as they each brought something to the table and they finally sat down and began eating as if this was the most common thing ever. as if they have been doing this same routine since the beginning of their relationship, and not as if the only male in the room was absent most of the little girl's life. they ate away as if last night was not something to be written in the history of their life.

after a while of feasting, a single sigh left the girl's mouth, which caught both of the adult's attention.

"what's the matter?" the father asked, his mouth filled up with pancakes and his brows raising in curiosity.

"you are imaginary. that's the matter." a sad smile covered her lips as slowly the image of her perfect family molded into the reality she was desperately trying to avoid.

she found herself, not sitting around a table with plates of appetizers covering its surface, but on the bed she had been sleeping on for the past god knows how long.

she was not in the kitchen of their little house as she for a second thought so, but inside the room she was practically locked in.

every little reality the young female was trying to escape came rushing back in a painful pang to her heart, as if were a huge lorry loaded with heavy objects aiming at her and hitting her, crushing every single bone in her body even when she tried to avoid it.