Lost

Chapter 6

     I can distinguish my mother's sharp organ of sight landing on me,basically inspecting my appearance from head to toe in an excessively critical judgmental behaviour.

    "How're you doing sweetheart?"

In a high-pitched voice ,she inquires,uselessly failing to fake a caring concerned look in her dull eyes.

    "Fine."

     I grumble unmannerly,rolling my eyes to the back of my head.Since when does she give a damn about anyone other than her own self centered self?

    "What about your first day in 9th grade? How did it go dear?"

She quizes exerting herself to fabricate a smile so as to soothe the tension between us.

    "Seriously? 9th grade?! Oh,sorry I forgot that you're so busy getting over yourself to give a damn about anyone else.Honestly,I wouldn't have dreamt of a better mum!"

While scowling at her,I grimace in disgust at her reaction.

     Blinded by my own tears,I stomp   to my room taking long strides,and slamming the door behind me. Apart from my trembling limbs and the quiver of my lower lip, I feel like screaming but my screams are drowning in my throat.

     The thought of a cosy,moonlit room overlooking shooting stars and reading a romantic novel was the quite perfect distraction that I needed at the moment.

    *I'm throwing a party at my place tomorrow.Would you mind coming beautiful? ;)* Louis' text pops up on the screen instantly.He's calling me beautiful like it's my name, I just can't stop reading the word beautiful over and over again.

   *I'll show up at 9. Don't forget to text me the address* My fingers type without delay.

     My-wide-as-two-bonfires-pair-of-eyes-were snap shut by an irresistably sturdy haul from sleep.

  His familiar green eyes are holding an unending dissapointment. Feeling genuinely breathless under an everlasting unfathomable sea,I knock myself out to steadily float. His ravishing reflections are looming towards me at the speed of light. All at once,a deep burning pain fills my chest,my breathing quickens and my body becomes tense. Maybe it's the sensation we feel when we're pretty scared of something or when we know we are in danger.I'm shaking slightly just realizing how cold I am. But then,a slow drop of sweat is rolling down my forehead which is totally contradictory.What is happening?I choke back a scream,gasping for more air. Everything became a blur for a split second before I find it hard to breathe. A huge burden is lurking towards my chest. It actually stings worse than having a sunburn. I hold my chest trying to will myself to breathe normally. But, I can't breathe. The pain won't let me breathe...

     I've always seen him by my side like he used to be when we were younger and more free.We were laughing, crying and joking.When we would feel like the whole world is going in slow motion and we just feel pure happiness and we're so full of brightness and that everything's gonna be okay and that anything is possible.Within every mile, I could've sworn I saw his phantom next to me.No matter the time we spent apart, I'm carrying him in my heart. Even after this time, some things still go without saying and the first one, is that we must endure our pains. It isn't the first time I had a dream about Blake but it's tearing me apart  into million pieces. It broke me to see him so helpless,so pleading...