Numinous || m.c

Chapter 6

I lay quietly in bed the next morning just enjoying the peace. Of course, somebody ruined it. My mom popped her head in the door and I looked over at her raising my eyebrow.

"A welcome home party is going to be this afternoon. I invited family, and a few friends. Also, there is this band that is playing out on the deck for entertainment", she explained and I nodded. Once she left, I sat up and groaned, I didn't want to get up.

After I took a shower and got a tank top and shorts on, I made sure to slip on bracelets. I just brushed out my hair, letting it curl naturally. I put on some Chapstick and perfume I was ready. I walked out into the kitchen picking through a couple food choices and found bread and ham. I threw together a sandwich and grabbed some strawberries to go with it, also pouring a glass of water.

I sat and ate, just staring at my phone wondering if that message would ever come. The message that said 'she is gone.' Meaning I would finally have him back, maybe that would be my happiness, but I'm just not sure.

I sighed then looked away, out in the backyard seeing a couple guys on the deck with guitars, and one with a drum set. I stared at the one with bright green hair, he looked funny. I shrugged then put my dishes away and went to go read for a little while.

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A little bit before I was done with a chapter in my book, somebody knocked on my door.

"Come in?"

An Asian looking kid with black hair peeped in, kind of prancing.

"Um, sorry to bother you, but where is the restroom?", he blushes. I chuckled and pointed down towards the end of the hallway.

I quickly finished up, then hopped off my bed and went out side in the back yard. About twenty people were already here so I decided to try socializing.

"Go ahead rip my heart out, show me what loves all about, go ahead rip my heart out, that's what loves all about", a raspy voice sang through the microphone. I tried to not relate it to him but I couldn't help it. I pushed it to the back of my mind, something that I never do.

I kept walking spotting a few familiar faces like my grandparents and aunt.

"Hello", I said softly.

"Oh Morgan, honey. How are you? Is everything okay?", my grandmother hugged me.

I'm okay but I'm sure as hell not fine.

"I'm okay grandma. It'll be alright", I lied. I'm trying to start again, but he won't escape my mind.

After a couple hours, it was dark and I got into the music and was sitting on a bench, watching them. They seemed genuine and not corny, I liked it.

I looked around in the crowd and somebody just arrived and I squealed. My cousin, Izzy was here. She saw me and basically launched herself into my arms.

"I'm so happy to see you. And I know you aren't fully recovered from this, but it'll be alright, I promise", her voice was muffled by my hair.

I nodded and thanked her. We talked for the next hour just catching up about her life at college, I know she skipped the boyfriend subject, but also went on about getting an apartment soon and she also got a great job. And it sounds like she was bragging, but I was happy for her.

"So besides him, how are you?"

"I'm great", I looked down at my hands.

"You are the worst liar", she laughed.

Her head turned towards the deck where the band was performing and she was watching the drummer. She always had an eye for drummers.

"I like the one with green hair", I giggled watching as he was so focused on the instrument but also having fun at the same time. In what seemed like forever, I actually smiled.

I got up to talk with a couple other people and I heard soft strums coming from the deck.

"I drove by all the places we used to hang out getting wasted. I thought about our last kiss, how it felt the way you tasted, and even though your friends tell me your doing fine, are you somewhere feeling lonely even though he's right beside you", I turned around facing them and I felt tears brimming my eyes. I felt somebody's eyes on me and I looked at my mom. She had a worried look on her face, so I shook it off, making sure not to do anything.

I tuned back in seconds later. "Sometimes I start to wonder was it just a lie, if what we had was real how could you be fine? Cause I'm not fine at all", the guy from early sang beautifully. I watched the guy with green hair and his eyes were already on me. I felt my fingers grip my bracelet and start playing with it.

A bad nervous habit I had.

I looked away and went to sit towards the back of the yard under the tree.

"I wish that I could wake up with amnesia, and forget about the stupid little things, like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you, and the memories I can never escape. Cause I'm not fine at all,"

By now, tears were free falling but I kept quiet knowing my mom will be looking for me.

After the song was over, I think they were taking a break.

I put my head in my hands and tried to calm myself, when I felt somebody sit down beside me.

I looked up at the guy with green hair.

"Michael", he breathed looking at me.

"Morgan", I said looking into his eyes.

He rubbed his calloused thumb over my cheek, rubbing away the tear, and had a pained smile.

"Everything's going to be alright", he mumbled,"I promise."

"Yeah, well promises are bullshit", I laughed. And with that he got back up and headed towards the stage, taking a drink of water.

He took a glance at me, and the rest of the night he kept watching me, probably making sure I was okay.