My house wasn't huge compared to the houses around the neighborhood. It was two stories or three including the basement? I wasn't sure how that worked. But it was really wide and had tacky yellow siding that I hated. Don't forget the green shutters.
Jamie followed me up to the door kind of slow and trance like. She was probably nervous about going into a total strangers house! I looked back at her wondering what bizzare thoughts were going through her mind. Like my Dad could be a serial rapist! I shook my head even if he was she wouldn't have to worry about him.. Wait I was bringing a stranger into my house what if she is a serial killer? All this talking about serial(cereal) is making me hungry.
"Come on," I said as I opened the door. I was losing energy and stamina quickly. I had almost forgotten the reason I ws home in the first place.
I walked in throwing my purse and jacket into a chair. Jamie had followed me in but was staying offly close to the door. Instead of waiting for her I immediately plopped down on the nearest couch. She didn't follow like I suspected she would though she kept staring around the house. The living room was to the right when you walked in and it was where I was seated. It was a light red in color and had black furniture along with white carpet all around. We had not a super large television but still pretty big. To the left was the dining room which held a very long wooden table and cabinets full of expensive china. That room was hardly ever used though.
Grabbing the remote I tore my eyes away from her. I pointed to the spot beside me on the couch and she shuffled down.
"Where are your parents?" She squeaked out. I had scrunched down on the couch so that I had my head on a pillow and legs curled up. I didn't want to be tired around her but I was.
I shuggred,"My mom is at work but lord knows where Dad is. Don't worry he won't stop by here, even if I wanted him to" I finished in a whisper. I pursed my lips and looked away. Dear god Dad why did you have to do this to us.
"Soo.. I just realized we know nothing about each other. How bout a round of twenty questions?" She said looking at me hopefully.(yes I know very cliche)
Inwardly I groaned realizing anything I could tell her would be centered the life I was leading with Eli. Did I really know anything about myself? I wonder if Eli will still stop by to talk. God I hope not. And just like that Eli was back in my head.
I let out a deep breath and said,"Sure. You ask me first."
"Okay. So what do you like to do for fun?" She asked.
I bit my lip because already this is a question I hadn't answered for myself in a long time. Eli and I loved doing so many things but mostly because it meant we were together. And because out in public I was safe. Well mostly.
"I like to read a lot and write, but I also have this crazy obsession with shopping," I said with a little bit of a laugh. I remembered how much I had really loved all that stuff as I said it. But one more thing I enjoyed more was hanging with my big group of girl friends. I wondered if they would even take me back now after all thats happened.
"What do you like to read? Unless that counts as two then nevermind," Jamie said pushing me out of my thoughts. Part of me felt like maybe she was doing it on purpose like she knew my thoughts were hurting me.
I smiled as I answered, "Big harry potter freak of course, and Twilight before it was famous. The only good thing about all the people liking it was realizing how stupid it was, I mean vampires who sparkle! Although I have seen all the movies and I'd have to say Jacob is my favorite, or at least the guy who plays him. Oh yeah! I also had this thing for depressing romance stories. They seemed more realistic to me." I had used past tense but she didn't seem to notice. Eli and I had seen New Moon together at the midnight premiere for our one month anniversary. It had been a funny night I could remember him jokingly covering my eyes the first time Jacob took his shirt off.
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She Who Saved Me.
Teen FictionIzzy lead a normal life until Eli came into the picture. He wasn't perfect but he was a boyfriend. But when he begins to beat her he is worst nightmare. After she gets away is she really away from him? Will the fear and nightmares ever leave her be...