Wait For Your Love - Troy Otto // FTWD

3 - ❝ 𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶. ❞

feet shuffling inside the cabin stirred riley awake. the smell of a much hated substance filled her nostrils. the stench reminded the girl of all those nights her mom would spend drinking till she passed out. daniela was always such a wreck when luis, riley's father, would leave. the worst moment was when luis had walked out on them for the last time. countless nights spent hearing her mother weep and throw shit around. countless nights of her mother barging in her room to curse at how much riley looked like him. countless nights of her mother just acting bat shit crazy.

riley thought her mother would have better luck with valeria's dad but she didn't, of course. those two crashed and burned before valeria was even born. her mother did mellow out though, with a new born to take care of. daniela was able to pull herself back together just enough to be somewhat of a mom again.

"oh shit." alicia whispered. "shhh, hurry." she lazily pointed to riley.

lucas quickly grabbed his toiletries before walking to riley's bedside. "shhh, this is just a dream." alicia giggled behind him. "we are dream charachers." he slurred. "i mean characters."

"oh my god, come on." alicia grabbed the boys arm once she was done getting her stuff and pulled him outside the cabin.

riley rolled her eyes. they were obviously still tipsy, she just hopes the cold shower will sober them up. madison would undoubtedly be pissed if she knew what they were really up to all night. after half an hour of trying to go back to sleep, riley gave up. the smell haunted her.

a sudden wave of anger washed over her. she held so much resentment towards her mother. quickly though, the anger turned into guilt as daniela was now on her death bed. riley should be feeling sad for her mother instead of hating her for what she did but then the mere fact that she felt bad for hating her for the things she's done made her hate her mother even more.

feeling overly frustrated and confused, riley pulled herself out of bed. she grabbed her toiletries from under her bed and went to the communal bathrooms. there she found alicia, still struggling to get in the shower. "stupid bra."

riley tried moving as quietly as possible. interacting with drunk people made her extremely anxious, reminding her of not so fond childhood memories. once alicia was able to get undressed, she turned on the water, that's when riley felt it was safe to start brushing her teeth. afterwards she used the bathroom, washed her hands and splashed cold water on her face. her eyes landed on the clock above the entrance.

it was only 7:23 a.m. she had more than four hours to kill before her chores with thomas.

oh what to do, what to do...

on her walk back to the cabin, a familiar voice called her name. "riley."

riley turned around to confirm that it was troy's voice. the girl simply rolled her eyes and continued her walk back to the cabin. "riley, stop!" he shouted. he jogged, trying to catch up to her.

"are you ignoring me?" troy asked when he finally caught up to her. she refused to make eye contact. "so you are ignoring me..."

her silence was only further confirmation. "i like the quiet." troy continued. "especially this early in the morning, the scenery and ambiance of the ranch really helps clear the mind."

riley stopped walking, sighing rather loudly. "what do you want, troy?"

the boy moved in front of her. he looked over riley, taking in her morning state. there was something about the way the sun gleamed over her. she looks like an angel. he thought

un ángel. the voice of one of troy's many victims echoed through his mind. right before the man died, he claimed to see an angel. his face, once erratic and frightened had calmed down. troy was never really a believer but it did fascinate him, how such a delusion calmed his frightened state.