The once empty bedroom now has a bed (finally, after the days I spent sleeping on a lumpy air bed), a wardrobe (with barely any clothes in it), a small bedside table and ,of course, my jewellery box which sits on the windowsill, where the sunlight reflects the beautiful gold incrusted patterns on my plain walls. It's a lot more decorative than my old bedroom, one bed, and some shelves. I spend most of my days in my room, I haven't found a new school yet. I convinced Felix and Sarah not to put me back into my old school, my parents would be checking no doubt. CRAP. I just remembered my friends, they will probably worried. Since they haven't seen me in a few weeks, they migh have forgotten me. I remember, the card Bethany gave me, it had her number in it.
"Felix!" I shout down the stairs as I rummage through my clothes, trying to find the trousers I was wearing the day I was knocked out. Bingo, found them!
"What?" Felix replies, I stick my hands in the pockets and pull it out. It's been washed, but the writing is still visible.
"Can I use the phone?" I shout excitedly
'You know, you don't have to ask," he replies politely "do whatever you want, just don't get in trouble." I punch the numbers into the phone, a bit too violently, and I press the call button.
"Pick up. Pick up. Pick up." I whisper into the phone as I wait impatiently.
"Hello?" I hear a voice on the opposite side.
"Um. Hi, is Bethany there?" I ask nervous with anticipation.
"Yeah, I'll put her on now. Who is this?" She answers.
"Oh, this is her friend Lisa." I say
"Ok." She says, then I can hear footsteps and them mumbling on the other end. I try to think of what to say, but there's nothing.
"LISA, WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN, YOU BITCH?!?!" She shouts.
"Nice to hear your kind voice again, Bethany." I reply sarcastically.
"But, where?" She repeats, a bit more calmly.
"Well, long story short: I ran away and hit my head and went to hospital and got adopted and now I'm talking to you." I give emphasis on the "and"
"Oh my god!" She shouts so loud that I have to pull the phone away from my ear. "Where are you now?"
"Some where in Cardiff." It's the next city from my old home.
"Oh, so why are you calling, because I doubt you're coming back to our school?" She says sadly.
"I thought you would've been worried, I guess" I say truthfully.
"I bloody was, you idiot!" She says in the same tone as the beginning of the call.
"Geez, calm the hell down. I'm ok and no I'm not coming back my parents would literally kill me."
"Literally?" She sounds confused.
"You know, they would just be really mad. Of course they wouldn't actually murder me." I say trying to cover up where I messed up.
"We were all worried." Thank god she can't actually see me, I'm blushing bright red.
"I should hope so," I say with a false confidence "anyway how are the others?"
"Worried."
"Thanks for the information," I say cheekily "wanna meet up soon?" Now I'm actually allowed to go out and hang with my friends.
"Yeah, ok. Shall I ask the others?"
"Yes, please. I'm pretty sure I'm going to get slapped by several of them, though" I say remembering how long I haven't seen my friends "have you got their numbers?"
"Yeah, and I'm placing bets on who's doing the slapping." She giggles for the first time since we started the bloody call. She goes through the names of people in our small group and I jot them down on a notepad that sits on my bedside table.
"So, yeah. See ya." I say awkwardly.
"Wait... I've missed you, you idget."
"Same to you, idiot." I laugh.
YOU ARE READING
The Prey
ActionI can remember when i was little that i was jealous of other kids because they had a normal life. I wanted it so badly that i forced my family away so i could be fostered into an average home. But now my past is hunting me down.
