That night i slept in a very real bed. Not that crappy thing back in prison.
No a real bed with a real matras. For the first time my back didn't hurt from sleeping. It was saturday now and that means Marcel is home as well.
I didn't figure out if they are living together or not. It is possible that he is just here that often right?
I just have to wait and see i guess.
I still layed in bed and it was around 7.30 in the morning. I never slept this late. We had to get up around 6 for our jobs.
I sighed and shook the covers off my body. I was warm, too warm. It felt unrealistic being here. When i woke i thought it was all a dream. I mean, it felt too good to be real.
But the difference is, it is real. Very real.
I walked over to the bathroom, on my toes cause i didn't want to wake them. I looked in the mirror and saw this different girl. I saw a girl that is healthy.
Glowing skin.
Fresh and not greasy hair.
Brushed teeth and a minthy breath.
I looked normal like not a prison girl anymore.
It almost felt too weard but this was me again, before i went on the drugs path. Before i got the wrong friends and before everything.
I was the perfect daughter back then.
I took the brush and brushed true my dark brown hair.
After that i dressed myself in the same clothes i wore yesterday.
Maybe i can make breakfast for Marcel and Tessa. Oh that's right i don't know how to do that. I don't want to burn down their kitchen.
I walked in and admired the beautiful kitchen i just seem to notice. It was so much yesterday i didn't had the chance.
The white stone counter, even the kitchen sink was beautiful. But who am i kidding. I think everything is perfect and beautiful because i don't know that anymore. Beautiful wasn't part of me anymore.
'You are up early' Tessa said behind me. I got a bit scared from her sudden voice.
'You are up early' i said to her.
'I can ask you the same thing, didn't sleep well?'
'No i slept amazing this is the longest i slept in for like years'
'Alex it's 7.30 in the morning'
'I know, by then i was doing my job there' it looked like she kind of forgot cause the look in her eyes changed immidiatly when i started about the prison.
'Yes i'm sorry i forgot'
'It's alright really, it's obvious we are going to talk about it'
She nodded but not cause she wanted to. Because she had to. It's my past and we do need to talk about it.
'So uhm go make some breakfast if you want, i have all kind of food in the refrigerator'
'Yeah about that i wanted to make you and Marcel breakfast but then i thought that i can't cook at all and i didn't want to burn down your house'
'It's alright, we eat yoghurt with musly most of the time'
'Alright well show me and i'll make you some'
'You don't have to do that' she protested.
'Tessa yes i do' i said and to be honest she couldn't deny. I did had too. I want to make sure everything is going back to normal.
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