I Always Knew

Words of Will: Chapter 4- Perfect

Sara was terrified to leave you could see it when I told her I would meet her in a few. She was vulnerable, it was more than that she was abandoned. She was abandoned by her parents and friends. She was scared I would abandon her. But I won't I promise.

I knew exactly why my dad wanted to scold me. He wanted to tell me I was making a big mistake. Talking to a human outside and even talking to one in general. I would win this argument for Sara. I left the hall and went into the massive tea room with confidence, with the hope that I could stay with Sara.

"Yes, father," I said with a smile.

"Skip the tranquilities. You have disobeyed your family and me as well." He snapped.

"No, I've just disobeyed you. Anne, Marie, and Mom will always support me." I responded almost instantaneously.

The chair he was sitting on almost oozed with the same anger, the same irritation that my father had in him. It pressed into the muscled body that sat on it. Making my father seem even tenser than he already was. The dark oak expressed his dark and demented past in the living. The embroidery on the padding was light and testifies his history in the afterlife.

"Besides, maybe disobeying rules runs in the family." I almost snorted. " I didn't have a long life that I lived so maybe my history will be just as bad as yours when I'm your age." I sneered.

He jumped out of his chair in fury like had been waiting to do it this whole conversation. I looked into his gray, dead eyes. He looked betrayed. I knew what he had done. He knew it too. He knew that he couldn't change what he had done. It was a part of him.

He continued to stand there silent. His body said it all. Fists clenched like he was ready to punch something or someone. His stance was like he had been having something more than just tea to drink. His jaw squeezed together to cease him from swearing.

"Huh," I said with a short breath. "You really haven't changed since your days alive."

He continued to stay silent.

I smiled. "See you later father."

I left the room to the narrow hallway. I galloped stepped down the stairs leading to the main family room. Jetted out the door grabbing one of my lighter weight coats of the hook. (Of course to Sara it was invisible.)

As I left the house I took a quick glimpse of the clock is was close to 7:00. I stopped in amazement. It took me three quarters of an hour to talk to my dad. To convince him. To leave him silent. Most of that time was listening for him to say something.

Forty-five minutes. I left Sara out here for Forty-five minutes. I started to run. My speed picking up every second. I run as fast as my legs will to the pond.

She's not there.

"Shit!" I exclaim as I take an abrupt stop almost falling into the pond.

Sara's gone. She thought I abandoned her.

"I hope you don't swear a lot." I heard a voice from behind me and jumped.

My feet heavily landed on the wet grass at the edge of the pond. But, instead of planting firmly on the green lush grass my shiny shoes slipped and I slid feet first into the warm pond water. Scaring the fishes that surrounded me half to death. I popped out of the water. My hair blocking my vision. I swooped my hickory brown hair away from eyes. I looked down at my soaked body in amazement. My mouth wide open in an oval shape. I looked up at her with the same shaped mouth.

"I'm so sorry," She gulped. "I didn't mean to scare you."

I scanned her body. She was in a coral pink dress with a fitting top and an out skirted bottom. Around her waist, she had a light teal skinny belt. Her hair curled from taking out her tight braids. And she's wearing makeup. For the first time I had seen her, she was wearing makeup. She had neutral eyeshadow and mascara with lightly glossed lips. She had dressed up in the time that I took with my father. Sara was gorgeous and I kinda loved it.

"No It's perfectly fine," I smirked. "I'm just glad you didn't get wet, or worse fall in with me."

She smiled with her teeth just barely showing and started to fidget with her fingers

"Let's go back into the house, so I can change." I chimed.

"Okay." she agreed.

We walk up the cobblestone path that I had just run down with me dripping on every stone that I could manage. Sara and I walked side by side in silence. We walked into the house and Sara grabbed my one of my towels even though she couldn't see it. It seemed to me like she could feel it with her hands.

We trudged down the hallway. I looked at Sara and she seemed confused almost lost in her own house.

"Where are we going?" she asked

"To my room," I replied

"You have a room?." She sounded amazed.

"Yeah. I Hope you don't mind. I'm using one of the rooms that you don't use for anything. There are so many rooms in this house I hardly think you could manage." I remarked.

"No I don't mind," she laughed "It's better that someone is getting some use out of it. I just wished I could see it." She sighed.

"Maybe someday. I'll ask my dad if he knows away." I added.

"Great." Sara beamed.

I stopped in front of a beautifully carved oak door.

"This is me!" I exclaimed. "I'll see you in a bit. Just wait right out here."

"In a bit not, right? Not two days." She joked.

"I promise." I laughed.

"Mmm Hmm ." she said doubtingly "I'll see you in a bit."

I waved to her and closed the door quietly. Making sure not disturb my sisters lovely singing practice. I took a shower and got dressed.

While picking out my clothes I thought about what Sara was wearing. It was gorgeous and beautiful. She is gorgeous and beautiful. Sara is perfect.