The move

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Paige's pov:

Dream: I was running down the road not looking at all where I was going till I ran into him. I looked up but I can't see his face, but I can feel his hands on my arms. It felt like I had sparks on my arms from where his hands are touching me. I found myself moving closer to him, but then all of a sudden he lets go of me and runs away from me.

I wake up in a cold sweat its the same dream I've had since that night over and over again, I have no clue as to why this is happening. Is there not other things my mind could be thinking about. Would it be any different if I called him back, if I hadn't let him go and held him tighter to me. I close my eyes in hopes I can push the last images of the dream away, trying to think of my sister and the task that is ahead of us. When I open my eyes I turn my head to my bed side, looking at the picture of my father alongside my sister, cousin and I, we are all smiling, I remember the day it was taken. We went on a picnic in a national park, we played in the river ate loads of junk food and we was all happy. I feel the tears come to my eyes as I think of the last time we was all happy and together.  I don't know how I'm going to deal with this move to our mothers, I face the ceiling as I think of at least three to four different outcomes to this move. The first being that none of us get along, how are we meant to live together and not get along. We don't know the kind of woman our mother is, what she has done or been doing for the last sixteen years.

Finally deciding that I will never be able to go back to sleep, I sit up in bed and look at the bedside clock. Of course it says 7 o'clock, why does this always happen to me. One day I would love to sleep until 7:30, I hit the button on the clock to make sure that it wouldn't go off. I don't want to piss off my sister and my cousin, they can both be so grumpy  if they are woken up before they are ready. I finally drag myself out of bed and over to my curtains, I open them slowly bracing myself for the light as it slowly fills my room. Once my curtains are fully open I walk over to my bathroom and start running the hot water and add in bubble bath, because lets be honest who doesn't like to have bubbles in their bath. I leave it running as I go back into my room and grab some clothes to wear for today, I look through the last of my clothes that I haven't packed and pick out some black ripped skinny jeans, I match them with black bra and underwear, I then turn my focus to looking for a top. As I look through my top draw, my eyes land on a black crop top with a picture of a white wolf, I love wolfs, I love everything about them but the white wolf calls to me like it has some meaning. I close my top draw and look for a hoody to go over the top, I run my fingers over each hoody until I feel a soft fluffy one and pull it out to see that it is white with black writing on saying "In The Hood".  Taking my clothes into the bathroom I turn off the hot water, I grab a towel then strip out of my clothes and get in the bath. I lay down and let my body soak in the water, I grab my cherry scent shampoo and put some in my hands to rub it in my hair. Once I finish washing my hair and my body, I get out the bath wrap my towel around me and emptied the bath.

I got dressed and looked in the mirror, the person looking back has one blue one green dull eyes, lifeless silver hair. The tanned skin that once had the perfect olive glow, now has no glow and looks less olive as time goes on. Hating what I see in the mirror I grabbed my make-up and applied foundation, blusher, massacre and last but not least some nice peach coloured lipstick. Once I applied the make-up I looked back in the mirror seeing that I looked a little bit like myself again. I leave the bathroom but as I do I take one last look around the bathroom, making sure to remember everything the marble counters, cabinets, toilet, and bath in the amazing black onyx colour, even the floor was marble. I close the door to the bathroom and walk over to my bed, I take a quick sit down and look around the room. taking in the dark blue and white colour scheme. I walk over to my last bit of clothes that needs packing I grab them and put them in the last of the boxes and do the same for the bathroom.

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