White Walls [[On Hold]]

Chapter Eight

"Be with someone that makes you excited about life."
- Katie Duncan

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I wiped the sweat off my forehead as I placed the last box in Eliza's blue truck. It still had that new car smell and it was still the clean, blue color that Eliza loved. I couldn't help but think of Alex's eyes when I looked at it. He needed to get out of my head, but he wouldn't go away. There was also a painting of him in my mind. I wanted to throw that painting away just like the rest.

I closed the car door and locked the car with Eliza's key. It beeped twice, letting me know it was locked, but I still checked to see if it was. Sometimes cars are a mess. Once I finally knew it was, I went inside.

The first thing I saw was my mother and Eliza talking. Eliza had her hair down in her waves of curly hair. It wasn't braided, and that meant that Eliza thought it was a mess. It didn't look like a mess at all. She was wearing a green crop top which brought out the color of her eyes and black shorts. She seemed comfortable with herself. Mother would have killed me if she saw me in that outfit when I was senior, but I'm not surprised that mother wasn't rejecting Eliza from wearing it; Eliza loved herself, why stop her from doing like mother did to me? There's a reason I wear oversized sweaters and jeans all the time, even in the summer, when I'm around people.

When mother and Eliza heard me close the front door behind me, mother quickly stated, "Well, I'll be off now!" She gave Eliza kiss on the cheek and whispered, "Call me when you get there alright? Don't stay here for too much longer."

All Eliza did was nod her head. I knew she wanted to leave as soon as possible. I mean who wouldn't when you're around me.

Mother rushed by me, almost like I was invisible, and didn't say goodbye to me as she walked out the door, slamming it behind her.

You should have taken that stuffed animal in the house with you, otherwise you would be dead by now, just like you wanted. Just like we wanted.

I shut my eyes, trying to hide back the tears I was beginning to form

"You good?" Eliza asked me. She was glowing.

Nodding my head, I looked up, pushing the tears back. "Yeah, I am." My voice was shaking. Eliza immediately knew that I wasn't 'good'. But before she could say anything, I held up my hands, and stated, "I'm just sad you're leaving me."

Eliza chuckled and then pulled me into a hug. She didn't say anything. All she did was hold me, like she would never let me go. But she did after a few moments later, and I couldn't help but frown.

"Can we talk?" Eliza was quiet, almost like she wanted to tell me something super important.

Once again, I nodded my head, but still frown.

She led me to our living room couch. It was a leather couch with some rips in it from our old dogs, Destiny and Blue. They were both Greyhounds, little mates, that we couldn't seem to separate. Which was fine with Eliza and I. We both got a god. I got Blue and Eliza got Destiny. They were the best. They passed away a couple years ago: Blue died first and then a week later, Destiny died. We didn't get rid of the couch when the dogs passed away because we liked the memories of them.

Eliza coughed, bringing my attention back to her. "How are you going to live without me?"

You won't.

"I don't know." I shrugged. "Hopefully Alex will help me while you're gone."

No he won't.