Starting over

Chapter 2

Chloe's POV

I walk the trail around the perimeter of the building while looking at all the pretty flowers as I walk past.

I was out in the garden, this is usually where I go when they let me go outside.

They don't let me out often. Still afraid I might run away. Just for the record, I've only tried that twice since I got here.

I pick some daisies and look at them blandly. My misty colored eyes holding little emotion as I pick at the small white petals.

My hair was long, considering I refuse to get it cut by these people, so it flows to the side of my shoulder. My hairs a light honey brown and some say it's "gorgeous" while I say it's unkept and boring.

I usually keep it over my right eye to hide my face from anybody who sees me. I don't like attention anymore.

I actually used to be quite fond of it, surprisingly I was actually loud in high school. Everyone there would always laugh at my jokes, me and..............

My hands crush the flower in my hand into a ball and I drop it to the ground.

Sorry.

I can't talk about her without my brain up roaring and my body language becoming violent to the well being of others. At least that's what my doctor says.

I sigh as I look at the small once beautiful crushed daisy on the ground. I smile though.

It certainly looked like me. Crushed, sad, boring, lonely, displeased, empty.

Messed up.

That's what I was, messed up. Sadly enough I've accepted it. I was just another depressed freak apparently asking for attention.

I laugh bitterly. They don't even know the half of it.

I pick some new daisies, being gentle this time, and taking long easy breaths.

I sit down cross legged on the short cut grass near the tan bench as I start to tie them together. I love doing this. My hands weave in and out, toying with the small delicate corpses of flowers in my hands as I tie them sternly together.

I finish with one last hard knot, and admire my work. I made a flower crown. I always make them, but the staff always makes me throw them away, worried about allergies and people getting sick.

For gosh sakes, there just flowers. I slowly put it on the top of my head like a headband and smile soullessly. I practice fake smiling often.

It's actually quite easy.

I stand up clumsily, my long sleeve over sized sweater hanging lazily on my bony torso, as I adjust the crown to fit more smugly and then continue on my walk.

Step by step.

One by one.

I'll walk this earth.

Even though my chains weigh a ton.

Step by step

One and two.

I try my hardest

To get back to you.

I made that up, just to tell you. If you had as much free time on your hands as me, you'd understand. I like to write.

It is inspiring.

I like to write poems, lyrics, my day to day problems. I even tried to write a story but that ended up in the trash by my short temper with the eraser.

I come to my favorite spot on the trail, my fingers brushing over the wire fence as I come to a halt and grab onto the cage. I turn my body and just stand there watching the rode.

Cars fly by and I count how many cars I think are speeding. The speed limit its exactly 35 mph.

So far I've recorded the fastest as

80 mph and I haven't found one that went faster since.

My head follows each license plate as they zoom by, living free and without worries except for what outfit to wear tomorrow and what to pack for lunch in the morning.

My life used to be simpler.

I continue to count, my bony fingers sticking up as I count with each one.

1...

2...

3-

Suddenly there is a scarlet red convertible driving up and blasting music fills my ears. My eyes widen but my jaw stays shut as I watch them drive up.

Luckily I actually could see pretty well because when I saw them get closer I noticed five boys in the car.

Five...yes five. One had blond hair, one darker almost black, one I couldn't really see but he had on it looked like a beanie, and the other two had light brown hair.

There was a loud dying sound and then a 'thump thump' of the engine and a groan of annoyance sounds through the air.

They slowed down for some reason when they were inches away from we're I was standing and then I heard there music switch off.

Uh oh. I could almost smell it in the air. Trouble?

Or was that curiosity?

I heard a some cursing, of words I should not repeat, and then the blond one jumped out of the car and looked back at the one brown haired one. They talked for a couple seconds, discussing something important, before he turns on his heels and starts walking my way.

What's there problem?

Maybe I should just walk away and act like a stupid, confused, insane girl and they won't talk to me.

I'm about to turn around when I feel breathing on my face and my head turns slowly meeting two shimmering blue eyes.

He smiles overly happily at me and I grimace "Hi there, uh our car broke down. Do you...live...here?" He asks me like I'm mentally handicapped, while pointing at the building behind me.

The building I despised.

My eyes flicker back to his waiting expression and I swallow. I don't really talk....

"Uh..." My voice cracks and I cough slightly.

"Yeah..I live here." I say warily and he smiles even broader. Was it even possible to smile that much?

He turns over to the four other extremely out of league teenage boys and motions them towards me too.

At least I had a barrier between me and them right now so I could run at any point if I wanted to.

They all jump out and one laughs as the others pull him out of the car. There like giggly bees.

Or wasps.

Now there all standing in front of me. And there all staring at me.

Smiling.

I just stare at them confused and mostly annoyed but I think I'm hiding that pretty well.

"Can you...ask the people who work...here..to open...the gates so we can come in for a moment?" The one taller brown haired boy asks me while gesturing to the building behind and talking to me like I was some kindergartener.

Alright. Now I'm getting a little irritated, I'm not stupid. My ears blossom in a blush but not the embarrassed kind that's cute, the angry kind.

"Why should I even help you?" I snap and they look at me a little taken aback. Good.

"Well...we need help and we are you know.." The blond gestures to the others like it's obvious I should know. I just raise an eyebrow and cross my arms.

"I don't know,actually" I state and the one in the back I didn't get to see yet steps forward and I freeze up.

"We're One Direction." His dimples shining through as I look into his eyes and get a tingly feeling in my stomach.

Oh no.