White Walls [[On Hold]]

Chapter Six

"I want you to be the one to calm this crazy of mine."

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Mother put the food down in front of me with a large smile on her face. Her blond hair was newly cut short and her hazel eyes shone with excitement. Eliza was at school, and mother made me promise not to tell her about what she was feeding me for brunch: chocolate chip pancakes. Eliza wanted to be on a diet, so she forced our house to have nothing to snack on. The only time mother and I get along is when we want something sweet or fatty.

She was wearing her nicest white shirt and a pair of jeans today and also had dangling earrings and her makeup seemed like it took all morning.

Now, you're probably wondering why she took the time to do all this? Well, it's because she's excited.

She's excited about meeting Alex.

I starred at the pancakes. I didn't really want them, but I didn't have the nerve to tell mother that. So, with all my strength, I quickly stuffed the pancakes down and swallowed them. mother seemed pleased with me and said, "Look you're starting to get hungry again! That's wonderful!" I nodded head and then at my hands. My stomach was really hurting and I wanted to throw up, but I forced myself to get it down. I drank a lot of water, hoping it would calm my stomach. I excused myself from the kitchen and went to the bathroom, of course leaving my door open.

Today I was wearing a large sweater that had plants on them and jeans. I had teals converses on my feet and my hair was pulled up in a ponytail. I looked tired but I mean who isn't? I stayed up all night doodling in my sketch book like I always do when I can't sleep but then threw them in the trash after they were finished. I'm not very good at art and stopped doing it after the accident. I can't bear to look at my old art.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. My mother screamed "I got it!" and then I heard the door open. Of course she would be waiting by the door for him. I looked at the clock: 12:03. He was supposed to be here at noon. I looked back in the mirror and smirked. I knew how to piss him off.

I went out of the bathroom with a grin on my face. The first thing I saw was Alex talking to my mom. He also had a large grin on his face, but I knew it wasn't a cocky one unlike mine. I knew he was excited to be here. You could tell by the way his blue eyes glistened.

Stop starring at his eyes.

Hearing me come out the bathroom made both Alex and my mother's eyes land on me. My mother was smiling a little too wide, making me feel uncomfortable. Alex was wearing jeans again with a black shirt and a black and blue jacket.  He was wearing blue shoes and had four rings, two on each hand. I also noticed how he had black paint on his hands. Was he an artist like me? Well, used to be. Alex looked the same as when I had first met him, but this time he seemed brighter.

"Well look who it is." He said in his deep, singing voice. "Ready?"

I pointed to the clock above the door behind him. "You're late." I said, smirking. "I don't think I can go and trust you now because James said you were always on time."

My mother looked offended, even though my statement wasn't aimed at her. "Evelyn Ann Parker!" She shouted, making me want to crawl into myself.

Alex placed a hand on her shoulder and shook his head, smiling at me. "No, no. It's okay. She's right. She doesn't have any reason to trust me. I have to go." My eyes went wide as he opened the front door and walked out.

He just walked out.

What just happened?

My mother's face became red with anger, but before she could yell at me, I ran past her and out the door. I slammed the door behind the moment she screamed for me to come back. I stood there for a second before spinning around. Low and behold Alex was standing there. His hand were behind his back and there was smirk on his face. I will admit, his smirk was sexy, but it didn't change the shock of me seeing there. I also knew I wouldn't see the last of that smirk.