Start Over Again

Running

                                                                           Cole

            I am running. Thrashing through the woods to get to her. This woman I don't even know, each time I see her its like I'm pulled to her. I hear her voice before I start running; she calls out to me from the woods and I start running. I've never seen her or heard a voice so melodious that makes my blood run cold. This angel being subjected to the same torture I endured as a child. I always get there too late; in time to see the worst part of this fucked up fetish. My alarm always wakes me up before I can see her face. I am now awake sitting in my bed dreading the first day of my senior year. I shower quickly and get dressed so I can wake Ava up. As I walk into her purple room I notice my little sister is awake and kicking. She is listening to some Arianna Grande song picking out an all pink outfit for school. Noticing me behind her she unplugs her ears and jumps into my arms.

"Hi Cole! I'm ready for school where is my food?," she whisper yells.

"Hey Ava, I see the pink fairy threw up on you. I'll make you breakfast as soon as you brush your teeth," I chuckle at her and mess up her hair to her dismay. I trudge down the stairs and make her breakfast while drinking coffee. I look out the window and see the fall weather and enjoy the silence of the house. Its only Ava and I; has been ever since our parents died. She sprints down the stairs and starts eating her fried eggs and bacon. When she finishes we leave the house, lock the doors and I drive her to school. After I drop her off and make my way to my school I am immediately depressed. Ava is the only person in my life who genuinely makes me happy.

       Our parents died and left us a paid off house, two cars and enough money to put one of us through college. I pull up to the school and am brought out of my thoughts by the mere sight of horny teenage guys, half naked girls and adults trying to keep them away from each other. This is going to be a long day and when I get out of the car I immediately ask myself why I am even doing this. Oh well here goes nothing, and I walk into the doors that might as well should have emerged from the pits of hell. On the way to my locker I bump into someone way too happy to be back in school. I think her name is Clarissa or something; after a quick exchange of apologies I make my way to the devils den, math class. All during class I couldn't stop thinking of this girl. I don't even have to see her face in my dreams to know she is beautiful.

      I draw what I imagine her looking like throughout the school day and can't recall a single thing from any of my classes before my last period. I sit in the back of my Advanced Art class and I had a perfect view of the whole class. That is how I saw her. Charlie was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. Her skin the color of melted chocolate with a head full of kinky curls; the type of curls that look short but are in actuality pretty long. Her eyes are a type of brown that is dark enough to be black but when the light hits them you can't look away. Briefly I think of how I look: my short hair, tall, muscular build and brown skin that burns in the summer. I begin drawing her as I see her trying in vain to perfect the curls that are wildly randomly placed on her beautiful head. I missed all of class and would have gotten away with it if it weren't for my teacher who seemed to have noticed my fascination with Charlie.

"Mr. Lawson, would you like to show the class your art or would you rather stay after school with me today," Mr. White says with a smug grin. I consider my choices and decide with the earlier of the two. I have to take care of my sister after school.

"Um, sure Mr. White I just uh haven't finished it," I say with a voice that  sounds foreign coming from my mouth. All eyes are on me as I move up to the class. I look at Mr. White silently begging him to spare me but he just nods and waits for me to show my work. I walk over and put my art work under the camera that leads to the projector in the middle of the classroom. At first no on speaks then everyone takes in a deep breathe and Mr. White looks at me so I can explain my work.

"This is what I've been working on. I sometimes have these ideas of a woman in my head and so I just doodle what I imagine her looking like. Its not much but until I have a definite woman in mind that is the best I have," I finish looking into the class. My eyes meet with Charlie's and for a moment it was as if she could see inside of my mind and my lies. I make my way back to my seat after a brief nod from Mr. White and pay enough attention to know that we will be doing a project and Charlie would be my partner. After hearing this I rush out of the class as soon as the bell rings. I take a minute to gather myself in my car then pick up Ava.

    After making dinner, cleaning up and helping Ava with her homework I go take a long shower. Showers have always been my sanctuary, my sacred thinking place. Something about the water pouring on my head and running down my body clears my head so I can think straight. The more I thought about her the more I felt as if I were connected to her. I stood in the shower thinking until I couldn't take the cold water. I dressed quickly and then checked on Ava satisfied that she was sound asleep. I made my way to bed dreading the nightmares to come. My childhood had not been the best and nightmares were common for me but now they've changed. A beautiful angel is now being hurt in the way I have been hurt and I cannot do anything to stop it. That is what kills me, not the dream itself but that fact that all I can do is watch. I take Melatonin to speed up the sleep process because otherwise the insomnia would keep my up until I have 1 hour before school. As I dose off I think of the beautiful stranger in my dream and Charlie, the girl who might never know.

Hello guys its me again!!! I have a laptop and writing on it is so fun. I wrote this chapter listening to Russ and Blackbear with a dash of Kyle. This is my second Wattpad book and not much like my last one at all. I hope you enjoyed it so vote, share and comment. Thank you for reading and have a great night!