Chapter 3

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We get to the car, and i wave one last time to Rob. This is the last time that i will be seeing him. I can't wait to get to know my family more, not so excited about my mother though, after how she made her first impression.

About an hour long car ride, i had fallen asleep

I had woken up when my mother's arms around my torso, carrying me inside. I was too tired to do anything, so i stayed in the position she put me in.

She walked up a set of stairs and turned the corner to my room. She laid me down on my bed, and I could tell that she was staring at me. She brushed the loose hairs out of my face, and then kissed my forehead.

She walked to the doorway and looked back at me. She turned out the lights and walked out. I slowly dozed off.

---------------------------The Next Morning-----------------------------

i wake up in the same bed, and the door is still open. The only thing different is my pj's... I am now in footy pajamas... did she change me?I

I look around and see the same bedroom, a desk in the corner by the door, a lamp on top, a bookshelf on the wall on the other side of the door, and another bed.

I decide to go downstairs because I hear them in the kitchen, possibly making breakfast.

I sleepily walk down the stairs, rubbing my eyes. I turn the corner into the kitchen, and they are talking by the island in the middle of the kitchen.

I walk to my dad and hug his knees, he is closer to me when i walk into the kitchen

I lean my head onto his legs and say "good morning."

He rubs the top of my head, "good morning sweet pea! How did you sleep?"

"Well, Thank you." I reply to him.

"Would you like something to eat?"

I nod my head in agreement.

He made me a bowl of Rice Crispies and put little slices of banana in it, i have never tried it, and I'm pleased to say that it was very good.

I sat at the kitchen table while my parents talked about something. I think they are going to get a baby, my age, from the sitter? Her name is Winter.

That's all i could care to listen in their conversation.

I started to think about how im going to hide myself from Winter too. Its going to be difficult because smaller kids pay attention more... I get snapped back into reality when i hear my mother gasp.

I look up and she is staring at me in horror. My father takes longer to turn around. Before he makes his complete circle, to face me, i realize my wings had extended outwards from my back. I snap them back immediately. They were choking me. They were about to rip two holes into my footie pajamas.

I act surprised when my father turns towards me, pretending I don't know why she gasped.

He turns back around and my mother is still staring at me in horror. CRAP! I can't believe i did that! i need to be more careful!! if she exposes me, it will be the end of my life!!!!

I look back to my cereal and try to gather the rest of the cereal that floats in the milk. I accomplish that and chug the milk.

I then go over to my father and hug his knees, once again, and whisper, " I'm going to be upstairs in my room, daddy. If you need me, call me."

I walk around the island and attempt to hug my mothers knees, but she Scotches away and tenses up when i actually make contact with her.

I walk upstairs and fall asleep once again.

---------------------------1 hour later----------------------

I wake with a knock on my door. I jolt up when there is a creak from the door. I look at the person who walked in, my daddy.

"Hi, daddy." I say to him, resting my head on the pillow once more.

"Hi, sweet pea! I just came up here to ask you if you would like to come with us to the sitter's house to get your sister. Do you want to?"

"Yea daddy! Let me get dressed! I will be downstairs in 5 minutes. I love you."

He smiles and replies, "I love you too! Hurry though, the babysitter gets angry at times..." He closes the door, leaving me on my bed.

I get out of my bed and rush to get dressed. As i walk down the stairs, i notice that nobody is inside the house. I call for them, "Mom? Dad? Anyone?" i walk around the house and i still find nobody in sight.

i felt like crying. i can't believe that they left me! As soon as a tear rolls down my face, my father calls up to my room, which I'm not in, to come to the car. Thank goodness he did that. I wipe the tear away and go to the car.

I open the door and hop into the backseat.

The car ride  was very quiet until mother had turned on some music... I was not familiar with the song, so i looked at the dashboard, where it told me it was 'Royals' by Lorde. I listened to the lyrics.

I've never seen a diamond in the flesh,

I cut my teeth on wedding rings, in the movies

And I'm not proud of my address, in the torn up town, no post code envy.

But every song is like, Gold teeth, gray goose, tripin' in the bathroom, blood stains, ball gowns, Trashing the hotel room, we don't care. Were driving catcalls in our dreams.

But everybody's like Crystal, matbach, diamonds on your time piece, jet planes, islands, tigers on a gold leash, we don't care, we aren't caught in your love affair.

And we'll never be royals! (royals) It don't run in our blood! That kind of lux just ain't for us, we crave a different kind of buzz.

Let me be your ruler! (ruler), you can call me queen Bee, and baby i'll rule, i'll rule, i'll rule. Let me live that fantasy.

Does she hate her dentist? why would she cut her teeth? i like this song, especially when she says let her rule. i like this because its her fantasy of ruling, but it wont come true, so they should just let her have her fantasy.

That song ends and the announcer says, "don't we just love Lorde! that was her new song, Royals, well, here is a song we all should know! Here is Ed Sheeran, A Team."

I have heard this song before, i love it! this is such a great song! i start to sing along with the words,

White lips, pale face, breathing in the snow flakes, burnt lungs, sour taste.

Lights gone, days end, struggling to pay rent. Long nights strange men.

And they say say she in the class A team, stuck in her day dreams, been this way since 18 but lately her face seems, slowly sinking, wasting.

Crumbling like pastries, and they scream, The worst things in life come free to us, were just under the upper hand, go mad for a couple grams.

She don't wanna go outside tonight, in the pipe, she flies to the motherland, and sells love to another man.

Its to cold outside, for angels to fly.

Angels to fly.

Ripped gloves, raincoat, trying to swim, stay afloat.

Dry house wet clothes.

Loose change, bank notes, weary eyed, dry throat. Call girl, no phone.

The chorus repeats again, but i stop when i realize the volume has been lowered. "why did you lower the music mom?"

My father stares at me in shock, my mother is driving, and he keeps his gaze locked on me.

''How did you learn to sing like that?" He still doesn't take his gaze off of me.

"I have had a lot of time to myself, so i taught myself to sing." I smile at him and he turns away, back to the road.

We finally arrive at the sitters' house.

A/N Edited 4.19.14

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