For some reason that night I didn't go to sleep until midnight. For most of the night I just sat there and stared at my ceiling thinking, and that is probably why I remember that night with such clarity. All that night I sat there in confused hatred. I was angry at the unseen antagonist that took my friends away from me. I was mad at myself for not knowing a solution to this problem and not being able to stop their senseless deaths. I was also so frustrated with the world for not being able to understand my pain and the agony I was feeling at that moment. Though I sat there for the better part of that night puzzling over the reason that this happened and why someone or anyone could do something such good people, no good excuse came to mind could find no viable answer. But maybe that is the truth there is no good reason to murder someone.
* Buzz, buzz, buzz*
"Why would anyone call someone at nine o'clock in the morning?", I ask the air. Then I leaned over and grabbed my phone and said, "Hello person who is clearly awake and did not go to sleep at four in the morning."
"Hello Anastasia.", Aiden said with a laugh.
"Aiden! Hey, what's up?", I asked extremely confused.
"Meet me in the Rosedale Park in an hour, okay?", he said quickly.
"I will. Are you alright?", I asked now concerned.
"Yes of course. Why? Are you okay? Do you need me to come get you?" , he responded with his voice rising.
"Aiden. Calm down. I'm alright.", I said.
"I'll be at your house in twenty minutes. Bye Annie." he said right before he hung up.
" Ugh, Aiden what am going to do with you?", I said hopping out of bed. I would have stuck the landing, but I slid on a T-shirt lying in the floor and I face planted.
I stood up laughing at myself and walked over to the bathroom. I took in the state of my face and groaned. I had dark circles under one eye and the other was black, I had a split lip, and I had I scratch on my nose if you add that to the stitches along my left temple, I looked like I got hit in the face with a baseball bat repeatedly. Okay, maybe I'm being a tad bit dramatic. I reached across the sink and grabbed my make-up bag and fixed my face situation (aside from the stitches) without looking like a clown.
I went to the kitchen and fixed a box of coffee. I grabbed the box of cereal and poured it into a bowl. I paced around while eating my cereal and waited for the coffee to finish brewing. When the coffee finished brewing I put a little bit sugar in it and started drinking it I walk upstairs and put on a pair of jeans and put on a light blue T-shirt that was Oliver's. It still smelled like his cologne. I let one tear slip and then stopped, because I knew that if I let them keep coming I would loose myself in the tears. To some I may seem heartless, but I am the opposite. I care too much. I have a heart that is like a balloon to a world of needles. Ever since I lost my dad, I have been good at concealing how I feel.
A knock a the door brought me out of my reverie. Aiden was there. "Hey. Are you okay?", he asked.
"Yeah. Do you want some coffee?", I asked.
"Sure. I would have met you you the park, but you seemed distressed.", he said smiling sadly.
"Cream or sugar?", I asked.
"Sugar. Only put in one spoon full. Creamer is kind of tedious. You know?", he said.
"Yeah. I don't use it either. Ollie bought some last week.", I said. The I almost started crying. I choked back a sob. Then I smiled sadly and said, "If he were here he would've told you that you were insane. I wish he was here."
He walked over and gave me a hug. Then he said, "I know. Trust me we will find whoever did this and we will do it together. No one gets left behind." He let go of, me placed his hands on my shoulders and said, "We can't lose anyone else. So what do you you want for lunch?"
"I don't know.", I hesitated, then said, "Were you and Courtney dating?"
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I told you I was going to update twice this week. This chapter is longer because the other one was short as crap. I don't have anything else to say surprisingly enough. So, bye and don't forget to breathe.
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Breathe: The Basic Nesessities- Book One
De TodoAnastasia Garner was just a regular college girl. Aside from the no parties rule. Her life gets turned upside down and all seems lost. Can she turn it back around, but more importantly can she keep breathing?