Behind Closed Doors

Chapter 7

I lay in my bed, practically unconscious. It was three forty-five in the morning. My parents would come wake me up at around four.

I cherished these last fifteen minutes of sleep before my parents came barging into my room. I still don't get how they could be so, alive at this hour. I'm barely alive at two in the afternoon, let alone four

in the morning.

I lazily got up from my warm bed and walked into the bathroom. Actually, I walked straight into the bathroom door. My brother Brandon was in there taking a shower. He sings so loudly in there. It's always something from the Beatles, Pink Floyd, Nirvana, etc. I banged on the door and yelled "Hurry up dumb shit, you know it takes me like forever to do my hair!" I tried sounding as threatening as possible, but it was hard since I was incredibly tired.

"I'll be out in a minute fat ass!" He yelled back. Normally that would've pissed me off, but like I said I was too tired to even respond to him. I just lazily walked into the loft and just threw myself on the couch.

Finally, after what seemed like forever, my brother can out of the bathroom.

"There you go, the bathroom's all yours." He said in the most annoying voice ever.

I got up from the couch and practically limped to bathroom. I sat on the toilet seat because I was to lazy to even stand up. I had already gotten the shower running. I heard a loud bang on the door. It was my dad. He was yelling though the door "Kanji hurry up!"

I stood up from the toilet seat and began to undress. I had my hair in a bun all night long, so when I took it out, my hair was all wavy in a weird way. I brushed it out and finally stepped into the shower.

So many thoughts were running through my head for some reason. Mostly thoughts about what had happened with Koda. I was just standing there reminiscing, looking back at all the happy times, when suddenly my eyes starting burning like crazy. Shampoo had gotten into my eyes while I was thinking. Worst feeling ever, especially when I'm lost in my own little world.

As I resumed my shower, I started singing. Singing was the only way I could forget everything and be happy. Once again though, my dad banged on the door telling me to hurry up.

I finally stepped out of the shower. I looked for my towel, and it was then that I realized that I had left it in my room. I had no other clothes and my parents, grandma, and brother were all downstairs eating breakfast. Luckily I had my phone with me so I quickly texted my dad asking to tell my mom to bring me my clothes that are lying on my bed. He responded back saying that she's on her way.

Almost instantly, my mom knocked on the door saying "Kanji I have your clothes!"

"Thank you mommy!" I opened the door wide enough for me to stick my hands through it and retrieve my clothes. I quickly shut the door and began dressing myself.

I picked a red crop t-shirt that said "Nerd Alert" and my faded jeans with my gray high tops.

I felt like I looked like a whore. But I knew I wasn't so it didn't bother me as much.

Finally I was dressed. I walked out of the bathroom and into my room. My hair was still soaking wet for I always dry my hair after I put on my makeup. My makeup choice was really simple. Gold eye shadow, cat tail eye liner, and 3 swoops. Of mascara. I felt good, and once again I stepped into bathroom to dry my hair.

My hair has a lot of layers, so I have no choice but to volumize it. It just doesn't look good flat. But this time, I just decided to blow dry my hair and put it back in the bun. I was too lazy to spray it so a quick up-do was good enough for me. Plus there really isn't a point in looking good, since I will be in a car for several hours. I will eventually look gross, or more gross than I already am.

By the time I was finished getting ready, everyone was downstairs either watching T.V or putting the rest of the luggage into the car. My grandma was the only one sitting at the coffee table, reading a magazine while drinking tea and eating cornbread. My grandma was such short lady with so much energy. It was crazy to me. Anytime my mom or my aunts needed help, she would voluntarily be the one to help them and even go above and beyond help. She truly was a blessing in my family, and she definitely has a huge heart! She really is an amazing grandmother and I love her so much.

"Morning grandma!" I said while giving her a kiss on the cheek and a hug from behind. I had to crouch ab bit, for she was rather short, and she was seated. She wrapped her arms around my arm.

"Good morning princess. Did you sleep well?" She seemed pretty excited about this road trip. She was all smiley and cheerful.

"Yeah I slept alright, except for when I woke up crying in the middle of the night 'cause of what happened with Koda and I. But you know it's all good!" I chuckled slightly so she wouldn't think I was upset right then and there. I wouldn't want to ruin her morning. She was so peaceful and happy, and I just couldn't take that away from her.

"We'll that's good sweety, and don't worry, this will all be over soon. I promise." She looked up from her magazine and smiled. I loved seeing her smile. It really just made me want to smile and so I did.

"Thanks grandma. I love you!" I hugged her once again, and made my way into fridge to get my breakfast.

"Love you too princess." I heard her say as I walked away from her. I swear she was one of the best grandmothers a girl could ever ask for.

As I sat down with my cereal, my brother Brandon came up behind me and tazed me. I yelped and almost chocked on a fruit loop. He couldn't stop laughing so I threw my spoon at him. He didn't notice since he was still laughing. I just ignored him and continued eating my breakfast.

My parents came back from the car and called us all out. It was time to departure. I was actually starting to warm up this road trip. But then again, it was only five-thirty in the morning, so I was too tired to even think straight.

I pulled my phone away from its charger and stuffed it in my back pocket. I rolled up the charger and put it in my carry on. Finally, I got my headphones out of my jacket pocket, plugged them in and started to play my favorite songs. Then I started walking towards the car. I started thinking about Koda, and everything that happened. As if it was fate or something, he texted me saying "good morning beautiful. I'm really sorry about what happened last night. Please forgive me and call me whenever you get the chance. I would really like to talk to you. Xoxo, Koda"

That was such a sweet message. I a started tearing up a little. I immediately texted him back saying that I did forgive him and that I will call him when my family gets to the hotel. He replied by saying "okay babe, and I hope you get to the hotel quick 'cause I have to tell you something really important."

I had just gotten in the car and I was already anxious to get to the hotel. I needed to know what Koda wanted to tell me. Was it something about Dani's baby? Ugh I'll never know unless we don't get this car moving. I honked the car horn so my parents would hurry up. The sooner we left, the sooner we would get to the hotel so I would be able to call Koda. I honked the horn one more time just to get their attention. We needed to leave ASAP.

Finally my parents, grandma, and brother came out of the house and took their seats in the car. Dad in the drivers seat, Brandon takes shot gun, me, mom and grandma in the back. At least we could leave the house and be on our way to Maine! And more importantly, the hotel!

At last we pulled out of the drive way. Now began the twelve hour voyage to my aunt's house for none other than Thanksgiving.

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The family is on their way to Maine! Finally after what felt like forever! Working on chapter 8 as we speak! I hate school work, it prevents me from writing more of my book! But I gotta keep my grades up you know??? Lol :)

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