The road to nowhere

Chapter two

When we get there, as soon as Izzy notices me a huge smile stretches across her features and she runs to me tackling me sending us both onto the pebbles laughing. I love Isabelle, as crazy as she is, she has been there for me through thick and thin. She has seen me at my very peaks and my lowest lows. Most importantly, she was there when my father left us, when he couldn't take the pressure of being a father to us. 

She gives me a huge knowing grin "Hello, Belle."

I walk up to Aaron smiling at him with my arms spread wide. "Hello, annoying Acey!" I say sticking my tongue out mocking him since I know that he hates it what I add the 'annoying'  to his name. He claims that perhaps I'm the annoying one.

"Hey, grumpy Vicky." he says with a straight face. Aaron is the only one I let call me by my middle name, it's off limits to anybody else.

He always tries to keep a straight face when we greet. He started doing it because once I told him that he smiles too much, I asked him if he has ever in his life experienced a bad day in his life. He replied with his casual grin and seven words "Life is too short to be sad." However, later on he told me that if I say that he's too happy he'll try greet me with a straight face. I can proudly say that he failed every single time.

I hug him and whisper

"Three...

Two...

One."

A smug smirk creeps its way onto my face. 

"Oh, shit..." he says quietly and seconds later he is laughing because I'm tickling the living fuck out of him. "S-Stop, Vick..." he says breathlessly. I stop still hovering above his helpless being.

"Aaron Dave Lewis, do you surrender?"

"Surrender" he says still trying to catch his breath. I laugh lightly and help him sit back up, his face still completely flushed as he is still chuckling lightly.

"Oh, she full named you!" Colby butts in slowly coming up to Aaron resting his hand on his right shoulder smirking. "She got you bad, Dave." he says going for their infamous handshake, a fist bump followed by a series of hand movements which I can't be bothered to pick up or understand.

"So, we going to school together tomorrow?" asks Izzy casually breaking the silence that followed. "What kind of question is that?" Aaron exclaims, scooping her head under his right arm rubbing her hair causing it to go insane, poking out in every direction. Her face flushes bright red because, well... He is her all time crush and she has never actually admitted to herself or tried getting over him, she is stuck in the never ending between. She's been in love since we were seven years old so... ten years now... Wow Izzy!

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It's yet another cold Monday morning. I wake up with a throbbing headache that feels like someone is trying to drill a hole in my skull with a spoon. I get these so often that the days I don't get them feel like actual heaven. They can vary from being as simple as a small pain at the back of my head to feeling like my head will fall off or not feeling a limb or multiple limbs. I even got paralyzed a couple of times. It is not a pleasing feeling, it is like sleep paralysis but worse. You are in complete and utter agony not being able to move. It feels like a load of ants are slowly eating away every single part of your body.

Tough...

I pull on a random jumper and grey sweatpants, slap on a bit of mascara and pull my hair up into a bun because realistically I cannot be bothered to brush or straighten my hair. I shove my earphones into my ears without the actual will to live, take my house keys and drag myself out the house unintentionally slamming the front door.

My mother is sitting on the front porch sipping her boiling mug of coffee. Sometimes I wish I was her because she seems so careless and happy in life despite all the troubles she has been through. Her attitude towards life in general... mostly makes me cringe but it fascinates me too because her aspect of life is really interesting. She slowly turns her head my way flashing me a bright smile that takes over her features. I definitely got my smile from her, I think.

"Whats up honey?" she asks with growing concern. I walk up to her and give her a side hug.

"It's nothing. One of those stupid headaches again." I say with a long, sad sigh. She frowns at me setting her mug down. Turning to me she takes my cold hands into her warm ones that feel like heaters. One thing that my father left me with from his genes is these migraines, in return he has taught us both how to  use our bio-energy to our benefit. Sadly, my headaches stop me from making myself feel better so she tries to. However, my migraines don't get much better this way. This is one of the reasons as to why she is concerned about my well-being. 

She gives me a concerned smile and for a second I think she might start crying. "Take the painkillers with you and, please, call me if anything happens."

Her expression says everything I need to know. I give her a tight hug and reassure her I will. I wave her goodbye and walk off putting the volume in my headphones up. I force my head upward taking a deep breath as if the smell of rain and ozone will somehow make my migraine magically disappear.