captivated in the rain

{~*Chapter three*~}

"You cry and you scream and you stomp your feet and you shout. You say, 'You know what? I'm giving up, I don't care.' And then you go to bed and you wake up and it's a brand new day, and you pick yourself back up again. "

-Nicole Scherzinger

"Sometimes when you finally awake after a rest; you still feel as tired and all you want to do is fall back asleep. Sometimes you can fight it and sometimes you go down without a struggle..."

{~*chapter 3*~}

Erika woke up. she looked around wordlessly expecting Angelica to be napping on the floor. She wasn't there, not a trace. She turned over to be greeted with the sight of poppy. Her new roommate smirking as she sat at the foot of her bed.

"Good morning, How did you sleep?" She grinned.

"Good morning?" She stretched sitting up as she glanced cautiously at the girl.

"Soooo... what did you do yesterday after I left?" Angelica was straight to the point.

" I read on the veranda, then I went to bed." She answered slyly.

"Did you leave the window open? I came in here and there was a pile of bird feathers." She tilted her head.

"Yeah, it was roasting when I came back in. Sorry." She dipped her head down.

"Ah no, no it's totally fine, just make sure to close it before you fall asleep."

"Got it."

Poppy gave the girl a cheeky smile as she bounced off the bed with a wave of her hand. She left the room but her departing seemed bitter and even a little hostile toward her. Erika shook her head with a sigh.

She looked around the room its tranquillity unsettling. Back at her old home, the orphanage: It was always bustling with life like a market. Now she felt isolated. Her heart sank into her chest as the unexpected thoughts filled her mind. She groaned as she threw her body against her blue sheets.

"Fuck me, fuck it, fuck you, fuck the world." She cried in irritation.

She decided it would be best to get ready in case she slept in bed all day.

She sat up rubbing the sleep from her eyes in a struggle to wake herself up.

It didn't take her very long to get dressed as she was sure Poppy would barge in. She didn't need any more stress or humiliation.

She stood up from the pile of clothes with a grimace. She could still see one of the feathers sticking out from where the window was closed. It was almost as if it was placed there intentionally as a warning of some kind. Her train of thought was cut off by a thud.

Turning around she could see that Poppy was lying on the ground with a pained expression. She walked over carefully as poppy coughed stiffly.

"What are you doing...did you fall back onto the door?" She demanded.

"Correct my гало." She beamed.

"What?" She looked down now interested.

"Halo." Poppy snorted as she reached up for help.

"Halo? Halo what.... Wait oh, ok then." She shook her head as she helped the girl back onto her feet.

"Anyway, I came to tell you breakfast is ready. I hope you like chocolate pancakes, ice cream, waffles and a cup of plain tea." She seized hold of Erika's wrist before she could let go.

"I'm not hungry sorry." Erika wrenched her wrist from the hold.

"No, come on I'm not letting you go hungry." She groaned.