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Pulling up to the new home I notice how many other cars are littering the road,
'Shifting my gaze I notice a guy walking out of the house next to ours, he's what you'd call interesting, he's wearing a black beanie and had what appears to be an interesting sleeve outline, and what is the beginning of a tattoo. I just wanna look at it. And more specifically his face. I thankfully soon realize that I had  spaced out whilst starring him up and down with ease. He hadn't noticed at all but, I'm not sure if I'm thankful for that completely.   
'Shit- '
'Did I take my meds?' I wonder while I make a ridiculous facial expression of worry and confusion.
Of course I forgot! I need to bring in these boxes first and help put stuff away before I'm forced to do it. 'Then. meds.' I continue to repeat in my conscious to not forget again.

   With a sigh and a good leg stretch I begin unloading the dozens of boxes into the breeze way. After looking over the bruises forming on my arms from carrying in the boxes I finally look down, contently sighing, and stepping out of my vans. "Mom! You upstairs?" I shout towards the banister. "Yes give me a moment for the love of Christ!!"
'Damn chill, it's not like I brought in a metric shit ton of boxes for your lazy ass.' With an innocent , but rude eye roll; I half jog my way back to the car to grab my purse, a bottle of over priced water, and head up to my empty but new room.- soon to be crowded with even more parcels of my shit.

~ a few hours pass ~

"Success!"
   I shout far too loud for 10:23pm. I instinctively slap a hand over my mouth, knowing I shouldn't have said that so loud. I glance back and forth between my door and the floor. Praying mentally that my dad and mom don't come barging in. When I think I'm in the clear- I back up and glance around my room, feeling satisfied with what if accomplished. I put my bed together, hung up Christmas lights, put on my bed sheets and pillows, set up a side table, and picked out an outfit to wear tomorrow. All I had left was to take a shower and get to bed for once.

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