Countless Time

New Beginning

 Every thing changed today morning. I was shipped of to spend this year with my aunt Lucie's family. She had to sons, Malcom and Henry that were married and had moved out.  Her other two sons, Mac and Will, still lived with her. Mac was 18 and Will was 16. 

 I was sitting i the back seat of there Pick up. Mac was riding shot while WIll was siting back here with me. They both had brown hair and eyes and a fair complexion. Will didn't seem to mind sitting next to me, but Malcom kept on glancing back at me every few minutes. 

"You look so different ," he said. " I remember in when you were ten you used to beat Will in just about everything." 

I look down at my hand," That was a long time ago. Seems now all i'm possibly good at is running away," I say lightly. 

Malcom didn't seem to hear. But Will turned to look at me. Something about the way he looked a me made me cry. He didn't hold sympathy in his eyes. All I could see when I looked into his eyes, was him telling me I'd be okay.

I turned and faced the window on my side and didn't say anything else the whole way there. And fell asleep watching the road change from concrete to dirt. 

I woke up confused. My arm was aching, but it was nothing I couldn't handle. 

I looked at my surrounding. A small bed with a matching dresser and night tables. wood floor and a window that led to a beautiful view. 

It was simple in a beautiful way. I was curious and I wanted to see what hand changed since the last time I had been here. 

I later found out nothing had changed. Everything felt normal.  My room was at the end of the hall. Will room was to my left and Malcoms was to my right. I lightly knocked on WiIl's door. 

"Come in," he said. I was surprised by how deep his voioce had gotten . 

" Wat ya up to?" I asked. 

"H.W," he said without even glancing at me. "You'll be loaded by the end of tomorrow." he added. 

I sighed. I'd forgotten about school. 

" I take it you forgot about school," He says finally turning around. 

" And I also just remembered Travis goes to the same school as you. WHich means he goes to th same school as me" I saying letting out another sigh." This just keeps getting better and better." 

" I take it your still in love with him," He says ruffling my long brown hair. 

"No that's not it, he was their with me the day I got shot. I'm also helping him with drug abuse. Can I not go to school tom?" I ask, knowing the answer was gonna be no. 

"No," he said flatly. 

I turned around and sat on the ground beside him. He's changed too. Their Father had left them two years ago. 

"How's Lucy holding up?" I asked. 

"Fine he," he said. 

With that I was out the room. I decided to skip Malcoms room. He didn't really like company. SO I went to the kitchen were I found aunt Lucy.  She was about to make muffins. 

"Can I help?" I asked

"Sure," she said handing me the mixing spoon. " Mix it for about 15 minuted." 

I started. I had this weird thing going were I'd start singing while cooking. 

Which is what I was doing now. I was singing Lady GaGa's, "you and I" . No matter how much my step mother beat me for singing I just couldn't stop. 

" It's been a long time since I came around

Been a long time but I'm back in town

This time I'm not leaving without you

You taste like whiskey when you kiss me, oh

I'd give anything again to be your baby doll

This time I'm not leaving without you

You said sit back down where you belong

In the corner of my bar with your high heels on

Sit back down on the couch where we

Made love the first time and you said to me this

Something, something about this place

Something 'bout lonely nights and my lipstick on your face

Something, something about my cool Nebraska guy

Yeah something about, baby, you and I"v "

I stopped. 

I felt pressure on my right shoulder. It hurt like hell. I took in a pained breath and turned to see my aunt staring at me. 

"I'm glad you weren't hurt too bad," she say's, "I can't bear to loose anyone else."

I just nodded my head. When I'd finished mixing. I went upsairs to go take a shower. I came out of the shower wrapped in a towel. I went through my the new clothes and saw the were all tang tops that would reveal my arms and back. 

"Shit, shit shit..," I repeated over and over again.  WIll heard me and walked into the room. 

"What's ....," he saw me wrapped in a towel. But that wasn't what had disracted him it was the scars and bruises on my legs and arms.  

" Shit." he whispered and screamed for Malcom.