beautiful disaster // j.s

six- hunger

I layed in the bed Laine offered me to stay in. The house was bigger than it showed outside. The room I was laying in had plain white walls, there was a huge window on the ceiling and the room was completely shut otherwise. The bed was a queen mattress with white sheets, four white pillows, and a big white blanket. The ground was covered in a white rug and there were no furniture in the room except a nightstand that contained, a clock and a lamp. I had the door shut tightly, but not locked.

It was quiet when I entered the house, meaning whatever animal lived here was occupied someplace else.

I looked over at the clock, it wasn't like the one at home. The clock said '2:07 a.m'

I had been rolling in bed for four hours?

I changed out of my clothes after I came here, into a pair of tights and a plain pastel purple long sleeved crop top. I had my usual mini hoop earrings. My long thick brown hair was straight parted in half. My socks were pure white and a silver necklace with a moon charm hung from my neck. My mother gave me it when I was barely nine. A watch was loosely glued to my left wrist. A gold ring was stuck to my middle finger on my left hand, leaving my right hand bare with a black hair tie.

I took my eyes off the jewelry I wore and looked at the door, I saw a faded light from outside and my curiosity wouldn't sit still.

I reluctantly stood from the bed and reached the door, I turned the knob and a dim light appeared.

I walked into the kitchen and saw John standing there. He held a bottle with intoxicated substances floating around in it.

I rubbed my eyes from my sleepless body, my hair was in a mess and I was surprisingly hungry. My stomach growled and I didn't eat anything but breakfast and a few strawberries I consumed when I came home.

I walked by John without him seeing, he hasn't drank much plus, he was nearing the fridge to put it away. I sat on the counter and waited for him to notice.

He inched closer and we were facing one another. "What are you doing in my house." He asked straight forward.
"I- I, your sister, uhm Laine- she um she's babysitting me and um, my um parents are gone. I mean they um, the- they are in Indiana." My cheeks began to boil and my heart was beyond beating.

"Why do you get so nervous around me?" His voice sent chills down my spine.

"I um- I'm, I don- don't know." I struggled and let my head hang low, in shame.

His hands slid onto my thighs making me seriously uncomfortable but I don't think he cared.

His hands gently moved to my inner thighs as he spread my legs apart slightly. Even though the platform I was sitting on was high, his weight hovered over me making me feel weak and sinful.

I put my trembling palms onto his bare chest as his few buttons were undone on his button up shirt. I tried pushing him away with the little energy I had. I hardly ate and barely slept although I wasn't tired, I just needed to eat something. The hunger was such a discomfort.

He realized my struggling and pushed back a bit.

I hopped off of the counter but now I was facing my monster. He stood tall and clearly intimidated me.

I ran to my so called room and hid in the sheets.

There goes my hunger..