Chapter Ten: day before

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Everything is quiet, and I don't eat my mom sobbing in her room. I don't even hear her, period. Theres not even a creek on our floor wood.

I walk in the kitchen and sit down before a meal on the table. I'm confused because I'm the one who always cooks. There's a girl with well done hair, and designer pajamas on.

I just stare at her back, until she turns around and looks dead in my stare. Yes, it's my mother, but a more happy mother. She looks great, and I miss when she looked like this.

"Hey baby, goodmorning! I made you some breakfast." She lays out three strips of bacon, a handful of eggs, a hash brown, and two pancakes.

"ThankYou." I say under my breath. "But can I take this to my room?"

"Huh? Oh, yeah, sure, why not. Don't make a mess." She says pointing at me with a fork and laughing.

I walk in my room and chew on my bacon. It taste good. It taste like sweet memories. I take another bite, and another, and before I knew it I'm already done eating my whole meal.

I get dressed and head out to my crying field. Something new for me to cry about? Well. I think I'm going insane. That's good enough.

I sit in my field and think. About last night most of all. I never really believed in such things so fantasy as vampires and werewolves.

The wind pushes my hair in my face, and I just lay back, in the tall grass. The sun is still somewhat in the sky, and if all seems like a dream, when I close my eyes and go to sleep.

***DREAMING ***

I hear whispers and look around. It's all dark, and I can't see much. The only light I have is the moon.

"Anna."

I hear it again. It moves all around and finally I turn around and I'm face to face, to centimeters away, from pink lips.

"Don't be scared of me." He kisses me

---NO MORE DREAM---

The sun sets, and is on it's way down. The air is starting to get a bit cold, so I start running home. When I reach the house, there's loud party music banging and people laughing.

I walk in, and there's adults dancing, drinking, and having a ball. My mom is talking to some stranger guy, and this is making me feel like crap. It makes me actually wish dad was here, so I had my old silent house. I start walking upstairs, and when I open my door I see two people having sex on my bed.

"..." I flick on the light.

"Oh god, Randy get off me there's a girl in here."

The man looks at me, then they quickly scramble off each other to put in clothes.

"This is my room... a 16 year old girls room. What the hell do you think your doing?"

They don't even say anything they just look at me and run out my room.

I walk to my bed, get second thoughts, then walk to the window of my room. No sign of Trey, so I lay down on the hard wooden floor, and rock myself to sleep, waiting for the next day to begin.

School.

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