Over the weekend, I still feel eyes watching my every move. The only time I don't is in the basement. But being in the basement makes my skin crawl.
The empty feeling not leaving. I start to clean the house as time goes by. I blast music throughout the house just to fill the void that has hung over this house since my 8th birthday. The memories that continue to make my life hell with every breath I take.
Some days I stare into the void of every wall, other days I'm jumping around blasting music. Today is one of those days. I found a bottle of whisky that I can't even pronounce and drank some. I didn't know the song that was playing but I continued to dance around the house with the bottle in my right hand and the tv remote in the left.
With the bottle half empty I throw my head back to the beat as I sing all the wrong words. Sliding across the floor and almost falling. I laugh at myself and the music dies down.
The house phone rings. "Hello." My voice slurs a little. "AJ? It's Dr. Cullen." I dropped the phone and covered my mouth, I drunk panicked and picked it back up.
"Why are you calling?" I ask, trying to fix my speech. "Are you alright over there?" He asks. "Next question." I state as my eyesight dazzles. Not realizing my speech slurs more. "Are you drunk?" He asks. I shake my head, before remembering he can't see me.
"I'm under age, doctor." I state not really answering his question. "I know that, it's just you sound intoxicated." He states "no drinking going over here." I lie and hiccup. "Not at all." I added more slur than before.
"If you say so, anyway. I'm calling to check up on you. You left in a hurry." I Humm taking a sip from the bottle. "I'm fine. Is that all?" I walk away from the hook. "You're overdue for a check up. Are you free now?" My eyes widened. "No. Very busy." I slip in my socks and stumble.
I laugh and hear him through the phone. "AJ, are you ok? What happened?" I place it back to my ear. "No. I'm ok, I just spilled something." I say. "I thought you weren't drinking." He questioned. "Shit." I mutter, not knowing he heard that.
"It's water. Yea, I spilled water." I truly considered hanging up. "What are you doing that makes you so busy?" He asks. I look around "De-stressing. You should try it." I say, trying to clean up the alcohol.
"And how do you de-stress?" He asks. I panic. "Everyone has a different way to de-stress." I comment. "That's not my question AJ." In my panicking state I say, "masturbating,Yea. It's a good way to have some stress relief. " I say, hoping it makes him uncomfortable and drops this conversation entirely.
"Well your way is definitely unique, I do hope you're doing it properly. Dont want to break anything. Some prescribe it as a physical therapy. I could give you some techniques." He states. "No thanks. I'm good. I know my body best." My speech fades in and out. I wipe up the last of the alcohol and sigh.
"I hope it doesn't stain." I mutter. "What doesn't stain?" He asked. "The juice I spilled." I replied. "I thought you said it was water." I can hear him raise an eyebrow. "What was water?" I ask. "The thing that was spilled." He replied "I said that?" I questioned "yes. So I'll ask again. Are you drunk?"
He asks. "I'm underage, doctor." I replied. "That's not an answer AJ." He states. "It's juice. I can't pronounce it but it tastes good." I play dumb. "What color is it?" I tilt my head. "Did you read my file? Because it says I'm color blind." I say, half lying. Mine doesn't say it but it runs in the family. "Sorry about that." He states. "Well I'm gonna go. Bye." I hang up and finish the rest of the alcohol.
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SOOOOOOO, HOW'S IT GOING? I REALLY LOVED THE INTERACTION BETWEEN THEM HERE, IT'S ONE OF THE RASONS I WANT TO TURN IT INTO A BDSM STORY. CARLISE COULD VERY WELL BE THE PERSON TO GET HER IN LINE. BUT THEN THERE'S ALSO THE POSSABLILTTY THAT THE KINGS COULD DO A BETTER JOB. I DON'T KNOW.
WHAT DO YOU THINK? WHO SHOULD SHE END UP WITH?
OR MAYBE, THE CULLEN'S MOVE TO ITLY AND GOES BACK TO DRINKING HUMAN BLOOD?
SO MANY IDEAS AND NOT A CLUE ON WHICH WAY IM GONNA GO.
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PERSON IN THE FLAMES {TWILIGHT}
VampireAlyvia Justice- (Ah-Lay-vee-ah)- also Known as AJ had been sexually abused for as long as she could remember. Her father would say it was how he showed his love and for a while she believed it. That was until the beginning of 8th grade. She change...
