I sat and stared out the window. Winter looked like it would roll in any second. The skies were bleak and the trees barely had a leaf to keep them warm. I had just come home from school, and even though I had homework, I'd rather spend the rest of daylight watching the surroundings. I was in my comfy PJ's and my hair was a lovely mess. The window was wide and provided a long sill, with comfy cushions. I was at ease. Except for the headache. It hasn't gone away but I've seemed to have gained some control over it. Josh visits often now, I've sensed he doesn't want me involved, he never did, but it just sorta....happened. The floor boards creaked behind me and i felt a warm sensation on my back side. Arms wrapped around me and my head echoed out a light 'BOO!'. I was released and i truned around to see Josh. "I was hoping to have scared you," he told me mentally. "Soup?" I asked holding out my hand. Josh stooped down and picked up the cup of soup,handed it to me and sat beside. "Thanks," I told him. He nodded in response and eyed me as I ate my soup. Love but fear in his eyes...
Fear of what?
