Cancer

3. Visitors

Suddenly the door opens and a big dog jumps onto my bed followed by a little dog. "Wolf. No..." I mumble as he walks over my computer and jumps directly on me. "Storm!" I say as the little dog licks my ears. I start laughing like the helpless victim I am to these creatures. "Guys! Behave!" Joey says to the dogs as they get off me and jump out of the bed again. "Thanks." I grin at Joey. He looks at me, smiling wry. He looks at my screen. "Minecraft?" he asks. I nod. "Cool!" I nod. "I am pretty amazing." We laugh.
As I get ready with a shower and getting dressed, I suddenly hear new voices down in the kitchen. I get my medicine and swallow it all together. Disgusting! I really have to get used to bringing food or drinking with me, when I take my medicine. It tastes so bad, I would puke, but then I had to eat it again. Ew, just the thought. I look at myself in the mirror as I pull the black cat jumpsuit on. I love it! I am so fucking cute in this.

"Hi, sorry, I'm just going to get this." I say as I sneak behind some unknown dudes in the kitchen. I can't reach the cornflakes as I reach out for it. Typical! "Here, let me." a voice says. A hand gets the cornflakes and gives it to me. "Thank you." I smile shy at a person with golden brown short hair. He has glasses and a very nice smile. "I'm Tyler, what's your name?" he asks. I pull the hood off, so he could see my face. "My name is Louisa, but you can just call me Lou." I smile as I eat the cornflakes from a bowl, without milk. That's how I like it, don't judge! "So why are you here, Lou?" another dude asks me in a rude tone. Everybody is looking at me. I look around and don't see Joey or Daniel anywhere. I feel very uncomfortable now. I look down at the floor. "You're all alone, Lou. People doesn't like you. Listen to them, they don't like you." I say to myself in my mind. I want to run. But I can't. I take a deep breath and speak out. "Joey is my brother." I look up and see the three guys with confused looks. The rude guy asks me again, expressionless. "Why are you here?" he hates you already, freak! My mind says again. I think about my parents in the car crash. The blood. Me dying in the backseat with my dead father. My mom lying on the ground with a pool of blood flooding around her dead body. I feel the tears in my eyes. I don't want to be here anymore, but I can't move. My emotions have taken over my body. "My parents died in front of me two days ago. Joey is the only family I have left. Now excuse me, I don't want to be here anymore." I say emotionless as I walk back upstairs to my room. I don't care what they think, I don't even think about who they are, I just want to be alone. Correction: I just want to be alone and suffer in silence. "What the hell was that, Shane?" I hear Tyler yell at the rude person, whose name is Shane apparently. "It was just a question, calm down, Tyler!" he defends himself. I lock the door as I grab Destiny and lay down on my bed, and start crying. I think I just realized it, MY PARENTS DIED.
I hear a knock on my door. I get up, still crying my eyes out of my face. I lean against the door, barely breathing. "Go away." I choke out. The knocks gets louder. "Please, let me in, Louisa." A young boy voice begs. I reach my hand to the door handle and open the door. I see a boy in the door opening. He's my age, brown hair, nice eyes. Same height as me I guess. He sits down next to me and pull me closer to him. "I'm sorry about Shane. He can be an idiot sometimes." I hug him back. His body is warm and comfortable. "I'm sorry about your parents too. It must be terrible to go through such things. But I'm here for you, Lou. Though you don't know me that much, I'm here." he calms me down.

Trevor and I have become very good friends, the last days we hung out each day. I really like Trevor, he's like a twin to me. Joey and Daniel calls us "The twins," because we have so much in common and we hang out all the time. Living with Joey and Daniel is just amazing. I still miss my parents though, but I haven't really thought of it that much to be honest.