Chapter 21

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Chapter 21

When I woke up I was feeling extremely hyped. Even though the clouds covered the light outside and small drops of rain fell from the sky I felt as if the sunshine right at me. A hint of a smile crept it's way up my face and as I got out of bed my thought traveled to the gym.

After the serious talk had slowed down yesterday we shifted the topic. Axton proposed that I should stay permanently with them in their garage. None of them really knew how I lived but it wasn't difficult to connect a couple of pieces here and there to realize that it wasn't the most pleasant stay.

Trey had lit up at the idea and the look on Axton's face told me that that was the exact reason for his proposition. He most likely thought that Trey had spent more time than necessary away from his family and since he was partly the reason why he didn't have any contact left with his parents he probably felt guilty for taking that happiness away from him.

Though it sounded great I couldn't take up on the offer right away. Trusting people was hard. Way more difficult than I thought it'd be. Having being used to forced trust and imprisonment didn't help you settling down normally.

Once I entered the gym I decided to let my thought focus on the positive perspectives and the fact that I'd found some sort of safe ground with WU.

"Hey, Dan." Once again I went behind the desk and gave him a hug as a greeting.

"Someone's in a good mood." He grinned. Usually, he would complain about my mood swings but on days like this, he just followed along, afraid to ruin anything by saying or doing the wrong thing.

"Well, the sea levels haven't risen too much to kill every living being yet, America can't see in my brain so far and aliens still haven't attacked us."

"Still?" He eyed me suspiciously but seemed amused by my whole existence right now. I gave him the look 'Isn't it obvious?'.

"It's meant to happen sometime." And Dan laughed, so much it echoed in the empty gym.

I went to the punching bag after some easy warm-up but my mind wandered away once again. But not on the usual things. Not the problems and walls I'd built up. Instead, I thought of something completely different. What I really wanted, so deep down I hadn't admitted it even to myself before, but it was now starting to swim up the surface.

'A family'.

And I realized exactly who that could be; WU. I had in some ways become attached to them and my current frame of mind made it impossible to stop thinking about it. The last pieces of sanity I had left told me to get a grip on myself, but I didn't listen. Instead, a did the outright opposite.

I put on a sweater, most likely Dan's since mine was in the locker room and this one just laid on a bench next to me.

I hope he won't mind'.

Without my things, I ran, but not away from someone this time, to someone.

It had started pouring outside so I increased my speed and soon enough, about twenty minutes later I was in front if this disreputable garage. Outside it was as usual, originally Axton's black SUV that they all now used. It was as if it had a life of it's own as much as, especially Axton talked about it.

As I knocked at the door my eyes reluctantly looked away from the shinny vehicle.

With my whole appearance dripping wet and my legs shaking from the cold in only shorts I hugged my arms around my waist in an attempt to create some extra heat.

When no one answered I knocked again and right after stood a confused Emeka in the doorway. Before he had time to speak I started.

"Where are everyone?" My breathing was still heavy and it didn't get better when I realised what the actual fuck I was doing and then I got nervous. Emeka gestured silently with his hand inside the living room and I, without his consent walked in.

The rest sat in the couch together, some playing Xbox and others sitting silently by their computer. ′Social'. When I walked in their head snapped my way and the one I was looking for stood up and headed towards me.

"Jesus Rebekah, did you walk here? It's hailing outside." Josiah's hand went to my arms and he gently rubbed them up and down to warm me up.

"No I ran but that's not the point."

"You what? You--" I shushed him and placed I hand on his mouth to prevent him from talking.

'Great way to start a confession. Take notes people.′

"Just shut up for a sec." I smiled and repeatedly tapped my foot against the concrete.

"Becka, are you high?" My head turned to the voice and behind on my left sat Axton on the floor looking up at me with a wide smirk.

"Nope. I usually don't feel this great when I'm high." They laughed and Josiah nudged my hand that still was placed on his mouth. "Oh right." I mumbled and took my hand to my side once again.

"I just thought about what we talked about yesterday?"

Trey furrowed his eyebrows. "Which part exactly?"

"You know-" Josiah laughed at my uncomfortable frame. "the-" I cleared my throat. "moving in part." Trey, Axton as well as Emeka all seemed surprised but not the other one, who looked just as calm as always, never letting down his armor.

"So?" Emeka got up and leaned against the couch. "It's a yes right?" With that I only nodded in reply.

He took a long deep breath and the tension was killing me but then he slowly smiled and I copied his expression. Huge grins portrayed all their faces.

After a few moments of sitting down and speaking practical aspects of it all I looked around and stood up. "Well, I said what I wanted so I guess it's time for me to leave now-" I backed away but a hand on my back stopped me.

"So you'll be here tomorrow with your stuff right?" An agreeing sound was made from my side. "Still don't need help packing?" I'd already told them about my lack of stuff multible times so that Axton continued nagging me about it got me on my nerves and I simply glared at his grim expression.

I said my last greetings and stepped out into the foggy outdoors.

I had stopped running. Now I would stay.

With that in mind I walked away, knowing exactly what my next move would be to make this final.

I also knew who would help me get there.

Havoc.

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