Finally Found

Chapter Three

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Chapter Three

It felt as if when I finally fell asleep, I had to wake up. My phone started going off at six this morning. I grunted in annoyance, but got up and out of bed. I tip-toed quietly around my room and the bathroom; careful not to wake up Iris. It was still early and she didn’t need to get up yet.

I went into the bathroom with my robe on, got out a towel and placed it on the sink, then turned on the hot water. I checked my phone one more time to look at the clock; six ten. Good, still plenty of time. I turned on some music, then jamming to “Leader of the Broken Hearts” by Papa Roach. I took off my robe, and jumped in the warm shower. I let the warm water run over my head and down my sore body. I looked at myself fully for the first time since the beating the other night.

I had a dark bruise on the side of my stomach, and other on my rib cage. I was all beaten up badly, and I was lucky none of my ribs were broken or anything. Because even though me and Iris have medical insurance, that would still be a big bill to pay with money we didn’t have.

After awhile, the song playing was “Always” by Saliva. By then I had gently washed my body, my hair, and did a quick shave. I turned off the water and wrapped myself in my towel. Then I grabbed another towel and wrapped my hair in it. I grabbed my phone and saw that it was six thirty seven. I smiled as I realized all the time I still had.

I put my phone down and dried myself off; then I put my robe back on. I tried to towel dry my hair as much as I could so I wouldn’t have to have the hair dryer on long. Once it was damp, I put the towels in the dirty clothes bin, and then got out my hair dryer. I dried it out until it was soft and dry. Then I picked up the dryer and grabbed my brush. I brushed out my hair, mainly just getting out all the knots.

Then I went back into my room. As I opened the door I was hit with a blast of cold air. It was warm in the bathroom from the steam from the hot water and the hair dryer, but it was cold to me in here. I felt goose bumps start to rise on my arms and legs as I walked over to my closet and picked out my clothes for today. I grabbed a black tight t-shirt that had soft roses on the sides. Then I grabbed a set of dark blue jeans and slid them on. I grabbed me a pair of ankle socks that were two different colors (yes I loved to miss-match my socks) and slide them on as well. Then I went back into the bathroom and grabbed my phone. It was seven o’clock now. ‘Time to wake up Iris,’ I thought.

I went over to her bed and sat down next to her. I gently ran a hand through her hair and kissed her forehead. “Iris,” I whispered softly in her ear, “it’s time to get up for school.” She grumbled softly and rolled over. I smiled then whispered in her ear, “If you don’t get up, I’m going to eat all chocolate dyno bites.” Then I moved my head as her head shot up and she said, “No sissy! Those are mine!” I laughed then said, “Then you better get up sleepy head!” She rolled over to her back and stretched, and I took the advantage to tinkle her tummy. She laughed and curled up in a ball still laughing as she said, “S-stop! S-sissy stop!” I stopped tickling her then kissed her cheek and said, “Come on you.”