Scarlet
its been like a weird dream the past few days ,like a play of imagination slowly driving me toward the dark corridors ,the empty rooms for no reason at all. Letting myself being played like a puppet in the hands of curiosity. Its actually funny if u think of it, all of a sudden of what happened but whats most anoying is the fact that they havent even bothered to appear since then .its like they were never there or even real...yet i know its true ,i guess.
ignoring that , i really should focus more on my "real" life .its been a day since the start of the winter break and by now all my friends have either gone back to thier families or are leaving for a fun adventure trip near the mountains .its actually like a tradition here ; to go on trips to colder regions as we dont really have cold winters around .unlike like every time i am not going this year as tear has to live with her grandma and the rest of her family in thier home village.before it seemed like a really good idea to actually have a break but now im really regretting it with the arrival of this horrid piece of paper.
okay let me get things straight ; im not one of those suck up daddy's girl and niether am i one of those "i hate my family kind" .......but after moms death everything ..kind of stop mattering to me..and well i gradually grew apart from my brother and dad.it was always that i was moms favourite and that for some reason jacob had been dads.we never really cared about it as kids and as we grew me and jacob were more and more closer to mom ,she was everything to me as one day i wanted to be like her smart , graceful and beautiful with a kind heart yet it all changed and she had just gone away forever.it completly shattered the family and me .dad tried to comfort but it just felt so different it was like he himself had changed but it was always a part of him and jacob ..well he just seemed distracted and busy all the time .i have heard that deaths effect the other person as well but this was different dad was alway more into speanding time with jacob were as he himself didnt care .i felt so alienated in my own house that when i got the chance i finally moved out for high school and went deeper in the city where as we would still all gather in our old family barn house on the county side where dad had shifted due to some fight between him and jacob.i didnt dig deep or even bothered to but simply just fell apart.i actually started to go to these trips just to avoid spending break at dads and well occasionally meeting jacob in the city.
well i dont really know what to do now, i never thought of this but i dont have any excuse ,im not going on the trip ,i dont have any plans and i dont wether i want to go or not.should i?i mean jacob and he had this fight and werent talking but he did kind of always liked him more.i dont know what to do?should i try to comfort him and go or should i ignor him or just simply show up.will he be himself or maybe just maybe him old self ,the one from before.....?i have been sitting on my bed side from hours thinking to myself ,with these apologiticly themed letter in my now shaking hands.deep down i want to go back and find my dad ,who i considered as family ,the one i have been missing and hurt but then again what if.......?
well no backing down now i though to my self as i stepped out of the cab draging my bag along with.i stood there in the front yard just staring at the house .i could still hear the engine noise of the car passing away but i was too lost to care with childhood memories blurring my thoughts.the time when we were all trying to repaint and decorate the shed.with mom and dad trying to tinker them self a wall hanging while playfully flirting with each other and jay (jacob) and me laughing running around with paint brushes occasionally painting dark brown strokes on the walls. i still remember every single time we used to come back here for the break; me and jay racing to the door while dad cleans the wrapers from the car and mom taking out the bags. This is our home or atleast was .as i took out the key from below the poorly yet creatively crafted door mat and went inside the smell of old books and warm field winds hit me "the smell of home" i never knew but i really missed this ,all this actually.i looked around and even called for him but he didnt answer causing even more anxiety until i saw a note on the table.
*um hi sorry guys that i havent really updated since ever and to be honest i wont be able to update it a regular manner but i will upload .well hope u like the chapter and plz do leave a comment and vote ♥️*
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Spirited
Fantasíascarlet gray had lived an simple normal but it was never enough for her .She thought ,NO SHE KNEW there was more then just this.She had it ; all aims and dreams and loved one ,one of which recently passed away creating a hole in her heart ,but there...