I was stuck staring at the vanity mirror looking at my face. The face I had grown use to seeing. I felt my eyes glisten from the light in the room.
I couldn't cry, now wasn't the time for that. And I definatly wasn't going to embaress myself in front of Nicklaus. The last thing I would want him to think is that I was just another weak, hormonal teenager. I did have an excuse to cry, but I wasn't going to.
I swallowd back my tears and whipped my nose with the sleve of my hoodie. My eyes turned to my now bleeding normal stubby nails. They were sore to the slightest touch. I wanted to cry in pain as I could feel my pulse beating fast in the tips of my fingers.
I turned back to the reflection of myself and could see Nick looking in the mirror at my face. His face full of concern.
I rotated my hand to get a good look at either side of my fingers. I brought my shaking hand to touch my pointer finger but flinched at the sudden shocking pain.
Why couldn't I just be a normal teenager. Go out to parties, socialize with strangers, and actually drink a, and maybe have a descent boyfriend. Yet I was stuck here with my younger sister babying me around. I deserved to have a life where I didn't have to be told what to do all the time. I deserved to have fun, and hangout with friends. But apparently life wasn't just about to hand me all those things freely, even after all I did after my parents died. I'm left alone to tackle all of the demons that follow me by myself.
I held my head in my hands avoiding my tingling finger tips. I closed my eyes, and pictured my life how it should of been. My family wasn't dead, Elena was happy, and Jeremy was always smiling and never even thought about doing drugs. My parents hugging each of us telling us how proud they were of us. Me sitting on my dad's lap in the recliner while we both yelled at the football team we were rooting for at the time. Elena, and my mom laughing at us while they were fixing up dinner. Jeremy helping set the table shaking his head at me and my dads actions, yet a smile still on his face. I was leaning my head on my dad's shoulder will his hands wrapped around me holding me tight staring at the football moving across the TV. I stared up into his eyes and smiled before kissing him on the cheek and resting my head back in the crook of his neck.
But that was all gone when reality hit back like a bricks crashing down on my head. I pulled on the ends of my hair, and sweared loudly. I wanted to scream so loud that everyone in the neighborhood could hear me and know that I wasn't happy with my life. That this wasn't easy living without my parents, and that I wasn't a perfect sweetheart that everyone thought I was.
I stared at the lamp on my wooden vanity and before I could even think it was shattered into pieces on the floor. I whipped everything of my desk with a loud thump of the stuff scattering and breaking the floor. The only thing left to throw off the desk was a locket.
This locket wasn't just one you could find at your local Walmart this was one of those on of a kind locket. One of those that you opened and it was filled with memories of the past.
I picked it up, and caressed it in my hand before unlocking it, and something fell out of it. The piece of paper fell on the floor. I didn't dare to pick it up and just stared at it. My hands at my sides with the locket sitting on the vanity. I finally got the courage to pick it up and open it.
Elena, me, and your dad are going to pick Elena up. We will be right back, and shouldn't be that long. Call us if there's anything you need.
Love, Mom xoxo
I ran my fingers across the fragile note, but ended up taring it right in the middle. I gasped and the note fell from my hands and I was left staring back at my hand. They were back again, and were just as long as last time.
I tried to ignore the tears threatening to spill and bent over to pick up the piece of paper. But my finger nails were to long. I kept trying but it would only cause the paper to crumple up and tear even more. I got frustrated and kneeled down still trying to pick it up as carefully as posible but now the piece of paper was teared and you barley could even read it now. I let out a low sigh.
That was the last thing that my mother wrote, or even said that I could hear in my head, and now it was all teared up and unreadable.
I might as well be trying to pick it up with chopsticks, because that's basically what my fingernails were like.
I could hear my heart pounding my head and my blood was boiling. I never knew I had such a low temper until now. I was at the time where I felt like screaming because I couldn't pick up a dang sheet of paper.
Big hands moved my hands away, and easily picked it up. I had forgot about Nick and was slightly embarrassed about my tantrum. I looked up at him and he held a hand out for me to grab, and which I did and pulled myself back on my feet.
I took the note out of his hand with out saying anything and stuffed it in the locket and closed it.
"You don't know do you, Riley?" His voice boomed.
The way he said my name reminded me of the way I said it. Our voices were just alike, and it was weird. Mine accent was a little calmer, but they still had the same ring to it.
"Know what?" I questioned.
I turned to face him and leaned on the desk behind me. I felt my eyebrows scrunch together to create the two wrinkles I was obviously getting from my dad.
He sighed and turned around to sit on my bed.
"You really are living a whole lie."
That kind of hurt to hear that come form some elses mouth. But I guess the truth hurts. I knew he was right and that there were probably lots of things I didn't.
"Let's start with your real parents."
He had all my attention now. What did he mean 'My real parents''. The only parents I had were dead. I was going to ask him what he met but his face told me I should probably wait until he finished...
"Vincent, and.........
Esther."
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