Chapter 2

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       "Jax," I hollered out. Seeing nothing but darkness, I yelled for my brother. "Jax can you hear me?" My body shivered as I traveled in the darkness. I didn't know where I was, I knew I wasn't alone. I fell down, my body falling onto the ground. I laid there crying. "I'm all alone because of you, you left me Jax and I have no one." Tears traveled down my face falling onto my hand. "Elle." I looked up hearing my name called. I saw a light in front of me. I got up and ran toward the light, the light got farther and farther as I ran faster.

"Elle." I heard as someone shakes me roughly. I opened my eyes to see bright light in my eyes. My mother looked at me, she breathed out in anger as she told me I need to get dress. I rolled my eyes and sat up. I rubbed my eyes as I was not use to the light yet. My mother stood near the door. "Did you have the dream again?" She asked with a stutter. I nodded my head and she put a medication on the desk next to the door.

I looked at the orange bottle for awhile and finally decided to get up. I rolled out of bed onto my feet. My feet landed in a rug, the rug was soft and warm on my feet. I trekked towards my bathroom, looking around my room. This room was bigger than my other one. I felt a little awkward in it. I didn't really think people should have such a huge room to themselves. The walls were a light gray and one huge window with my bed in front. My purple comforter was a huge lump in the middle of my bed.

I have sleeping problems. I tried to think what my dream was about. I was guessing about Jax. It was always about him. I walked into my bathroom and looked into the mirror.my hair pulled back into a braid, my face looked more pale than normal. My eyes glowed darker with how pale my face looked. I turned the faucet on and put warm water on my face. I looked back at the mirror, I thought to myself, will they like me like the others? Will they feel sorry for me as the others did? I hesitantly looked away giving one more glance at myself. I dried my face and left back into my room.

The window let the light in. The sky was gray, yet the sun was shining through and glowed brightly into my room. School, I thought yay more fun for me. I rolled my eyes and looked into my closet. Nothing. I have nothing to wear I thought, it was my first impression today at school, I thought to myself. I stood there for a minute deciding what to do. I grabbed my favorite black T-shirt and some shorts. I closed the side of my closet and looked at the door mirror. I looked at myself, it was summer after all. My my hollered at me to hurry. I quickly brushed my teeth and put some black shoes on. I jolted down the the and down the wooden stairs, I slipped on the last step almost falling face plant on my face.

I get this vision in my head of darkness and Jax. I nod out of it and walk toward the living room to get to the kitchen. I walk into the kitchen seeing my mom drinking tea and in her computer. My moms a writer, she's sold many books. She's amazing and really is my inspiration. She sees me and smiles, "did you take your pills?" I glance at the floor and back at her, "after breakfast I will." She gave me a look that only moms will achieve.

I walk towards the fridge, opening it and seeing nothing. I frown and look around. "I know I have to go shopping, I will very soon I just want to unpack a few things." She said while slurping her tea. I took a deep breath in and decided to make some tea as well. Green tea and lemon sounds magnificent right now. I poured hot water from what my mom left into a blue mug. The steam flowed with the air hitting my face. I add the tea bag and sat next to my mom.

She looks at me up and down. "Is that what you're going to wear?" She asked in a hurtful way. "I want to feel comfy, it's my first day at a school where I can wear what I want." She looked at me and nodded. I stared down at my tea feeling the warmness of the heat. "Where is he?" I asked not making eye contact with her. "He had a meeting this morning with the Byers family, they leave not to far from us." She said tiredly.

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