Eternal Shadows

Chapter 1: The party

I open one eye a fraction of a centimetre to locate and punch the alarm which flies across the room to land in a broken pile on the floor. Stupid alarm. Who set the bloody thing this early on a Saturday anyway?! I’ll never be able to go back to sleep now! I shall not rest until I find out who committed such an abomination, (even though I’m in bed right now) I shall be Sherlock Holmes, my phone: Watson! “Ivy!! WAKE UP.... NOW!!!!!” Well, that didn’t take long. “YOU NEED TO GO BACK TO YOUR STANKY APARTMENT!! TAKE YOUR JUNK WITH YOU AND I DON’T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT YOUR STUPID BROKEN WRIST!!” screamed my oh-so-considerate step aunt (!) What did I expect, only yesterday did Di -that’s her name.... obviously- find out that my broken wrist was from getting into a fight with a pillock from school! (And no, his ‘fighting skills’ wasn’t the cause, I broke it breaking his stupid face!) she doesn't really care if I got into a fight or not, it's just that, she told me on Friday that while I'm staying at her house I was not to cause trouble as she didn't want to speak to my teachers. some repair men were fixing my apartment's heating and my parents were away for their anniversary, I couldn't stay at a friend's apartment either as the school said that if I didnt know how long exactly the repair men we're staying, they simply couldn't allow me stay there! (plus all my human friends would ask questions if I started doing my homework at their house) -i just realized that's a really long sentence- 

My temporary bedroom door flies open and in comes the lady herself! “Did you not hear me? Why the hell is your duvet wrapped around you like that?! Why aren’t you up yet?!”

“what is this- ’20Q’?” I hiss; she is so annoying!!

I try to untangle my legs from the mess that is my duvet but end up falling flat on my face on the

laminate floor. I curse under my breath. Di pokes me with her toe and says, “oh yeah, why not break your other wrist while you’re at it?!” I rest my case.

Then she -to my relief- storms out of my room to bother her neighbours probably. (The poor things!)

With great difficulty, I untangle myself from the duvet then stumble into the shower….where I’m violently sick! My nose automatically wrinkles as I catch a brief glimpse of the watery bile that goes down the drain. Now, I know how this looks, but no, it’s not morning sickness (I shudder at the thought) and it’s definitely not a hangover!

…at least I don’t think it is…

I don’t think you get a hangover by drinking a tiny swig of vodka, while-at-your-thrice-divorced-dad’s-house-for-the-weekend-while-he’s-too-busy-having-heated-argument-on-the-phone-with-his-former-barbie!

I don’t bother to dry my hair so I let the water soak my back as I put the rest of my clothes on.

when I'm done I pack away my shower stuff and tooth brush, grab the ruc sac in which I put them in, sling on my everyday side bag and head out of the door. ( looking back, that was a very long sentence)

Me and Jake meet up at the Magix Student living lounge for breakfast. Jake's one of my closest friends and I haven't seen him all week, though obviously we called and texted each other 5 gazillion times! As we embrace, i realize how much i've missed his steady toned arms; i burrow my head into the crook of his neck and squeeze him tight. "do you really hate me that much that you're trying to break my ribs?" he sniggers. I quickly let go. 

"i will if you leave me again" I warn, punching his shoulder.