I checked the time on my phone, 9:36pm, I sigh and lean my head against the car window. Around 30 minutes later we pull up in the driveway of our new house in Lakewood.
My parents got divorced a little while ago and me, my mum, and my 11 year old sister were forced to move out. Out of all the places we could've moved too my mum decided to move to Lakewood.. yes, that's right, Lakewood. a.k.a, murderville.
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2:52 am.
I've always struggled to sleep, and it doesn't surprise me that I haven't gotten any good sleep here either. My mum said it would be a 'fresh start' , fück that.
3:57 am.
I sighed and got up, rubbing my eyes as I made my way to the bathroom. I flicked the switch and winced at the bright light as i had been sitting in a dark room. I lean against the sink and stare at my face for a while before running the tap quietly and splashing the water on my face, a shiver awoke as I realised i forgot to change the settings to 'hot' .
I dab my face with the towel before turning off the bathroom light and sat on my 'makeshift bed' which In other words is my old ass mattress on the floor with a bunch of dusty blankets. I rubbed my eyes and yawned, it wasn't a tired yawn, it was one of those yawns that happen unintentionally which make you question if your actually tired or not, positive.
I lay on my back and stare at the ceiling and let my heavy eyelids drape over my tired, bloodshot eyes.
10:38am.
I messily put my hair into a bun and picked up my paintbrush and ran it across the wall, feeling a tinge of satisfaction as I turned a strip of dirty white into a clean shade of dark grey. I carried on swooping my brush across the chipped wall as I quietly hummed along to the music blasting in my ears.
I flinched and shot around as I felt a sudden touch on my shoulder. I let out a sigh as I put my paintbrush down on the clingfilm covered desk and put my headphones around my neck, "jesus Rosie, you scared the crap out of me.. how are you getting on with your room huh?" I mumbled as I looked down at my feet, curling my toes into the carpet "good I guess, I gave up so I got mum to do the rest" she mumbled and shrugged, I chuckled lightly and shook my head "your trouble" I grinned and dabbed the tip of her nose with paint and she whined "Y/N noooo. Your an idiot!" She stuck her tongue out at me before running out of the room to get mum, trying to get me into trouble. I laughed and put my headphones back on and carried on painting.
