My Own Years: Chapter 8

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October 1, 2040
Louisiana's point of view:
It's been 2 weeks since I talk to nayden about anything besides math. Most of the time he doesn't even try to make an effort to talk to me he just doodles "mrs. Burnt cookie" all over his note book with drawing of her and a tray of burnt cookies. I honestly want to be friends again but I don't if I want to.
I hold Kylee in my arms rocking her back and forth in my arms. My mom and dad went out with aunt Jillian for some "fun" as my mom sarcastically said. My aunt just laugh and told me it was to knock some sense into my mother. So that left me with the twins, a turtle and a pig who was one floor away from being lunch. Caleb slept quietly on the couch not noticing the thunder at all while Kylee cried her eyes out. I can't blame her, she was just scared. Like me.
I ended up sing twinkle twinkle little star to see if she would sleep and surprisingly it worked. It almost pained me to think one day she will have to go through hell too. I mean she was just so innocent. Would she even want to find love? I mean who doesn't. As aunty Kaitlin always said a love story itself isn't a movie unless u make it with the right script. Say one off word and and u get to try again. Say it to many times and they cut that part out. I still understand that stupid quote but mom always said directors don't make sense.
My aunt Kaitlin she always claimed love is complicated and liking is easy. It made me wonder what was her love life like. Was it easy for her and Uncle Mikey too? Did she get ever get hurt?
As I began remembering everything my aunts said about the great Sofia and Kyle love story I began questioning it. How could their story be so perfect? Was it all true or was she hiding something?
I then heard a knock. I almost dropped Kylee it was 1 hour to early for my parents and aunt to be home and they would have called my gosh what if it was a robber? Or worse. My mind began to panic. I took Kylee and Caleb both in my arms and ran them down stair where I laid them on my aunts couch.
"Everything's okay" I said barely believing it myself. I knocking became banging. I couldn't breath I was panicking to much.
I grab my aunt umbrella without thinking and walked upstairs. I hoped that wouldn't be my last time seeing my sister and brother. I preyed whoever was there was the mail man or just a neighbor worrying about me. I slowly turned the nob and saw..........

Naydens Point of view:
I didn't know what was I doing or what I was gonna say. I was banging on the door of her house in a storm. What was I even gonna say to her. 'Hey how you doing. Oh cool see u at school'. I wasn't sure what I was doing all I knew was I had to see her. See get naturally not talking about math. See every stain of hair curl, every blink of her eyes, ever twitch of her lips. I didn't even care if she yelled or hit me for something that was my fault I just couldn't take another second of her explain equality or whatever it was. Volume maybe I don't know.
Finally the door open open and she's standing there holding an umbrella who the hell did she think she could hurt with and umbrella. Oh wait did she think I was a robber? Crap I scared her.
"Ah hey what's up" I say stupidly mentally killing myself.
"Why are you here" she says angrily. As she says it I can't help but smirk at the fact that fact her eyes gone from brown to red in anger.
"Nothing just in the neighborhood" I sigh how stupid could I be. " can I come in"
"Nope. You can leave though"
"Oh come on I came here...to...to.to tell you you know tell you"
"Tell me what nayden" she screams

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