Blood Orders

The Decision

Present Day
Vivian
    I am currently sitting by the house phone bouncing my leg up and down in an anxious manner waiting for the phone to ring. My eighteenth birthday was a month ago which meant I had to send in a vial of my blood to Our Great Superiors to be tested for the killer chemical. They said that they would call back in a month to tell me my results. So here I am a month later sitting on the couch a nervous wreck. I sigh deciding to get up and go take a shower to help calm my nerves.

    I start making my way up the stairs slowly going to my room trying to think of a song that was stuck in my head earlier. Which, I have to admit, is just an attempt to distract myself from my nervousness.

    I open the second door from the left of the stairs, which leads to my room, only to remember how color coordinated it looks. Everything in the room is either white or black. The white was my mom's doing, she likes the way it matches the walls which are also white. All the black in the room was my doing because it's the only color I feel comfortable wearing, so all my clothes, bedsheets, and basically anything except the furniture is that color.

    I make my way to my walk-in closet to get some clothes. I open the closet getting a random item of each piece of clothing I need. While walking toward the bathroom I remind myself that I need to get a towel and washcloth from the bathroom closet before I get in the shower. I put my hand on the doorknob about to open the bathroom door when the front door in the living room opened.

    “Vivian! I'm home!” I hear my mom shout from downstairs.

    “Okay!” I yell back, “I'll be in the shower if you need me!”

    I walk into the bathroom looking into the full-length body mirror studying how much I have changed over the years. My wavy dark brown hair that barely past my shoulders was now down to my butt. My pale skin now had a light tan with some freckles showing on checks. My blue eyes look duller than normal which I decided was from all the stress about my blood results. I was slim but not skinny. My thighs were kind of thick, but I do squats every morning so they were mostly muscle. Once I got done looking over my features I continued to remove my clothes to get into the shower.

3rd Person

    While Vivian was in the shower the living room phone started to ring. Her mom picked up the phone and said hello. Not long into the conversation, she started to support a look on her face of confusion then horror then total sadness. When the person on the other end hung up she dialed her other daughter’s cell phone number, telling her to get to the house as soon as possible. Lucy was already on her way over and said she would be there soon. Vivian took her time in the shower still trying to calm herself down, but little did she know she was running out of exactly that.

Vivian
    When I finished taking my shower I dried off then went to put on my clothes. I put on a black bra and matching underwear before I put on my favorite pair of faded blue jeans. After I got my jeans zipped up and buttoned I then proceeded to put on a black t-shirt with a band logo on it. I look at my reflection in the mirror once more deciding that I should cut my hair soon.

    I skip over to the stairs deciding to walk slowly down them to delay going back to the phone. I made my way to the living room only to be greeted with the sight of my distraught mother and worried older sister. “What are you doing here?” I ask.

    “Mom called me over when they called about your blood.” She said her voice sounded like it would give out at any moment. “Oh, well what did they say?”

    “Honey…” My mom starts. “they said they will be here to pick you up in a week.” “Wait why would they be picking me up in a week?”

    “Viv your blood came back positive for the killer chemical.” Lucy sighs before she continues, “They said you are on house arrest until they show up next week to take you to where you will be living for the rest of your life.”

    “Your sister and I took the week off from our jobs so we can all spend time together although it will have to be here. We could watch some shows on Hulu. We could..” Mom and Lucy rambled on about things we could do together, but I stopped listening, losing all interest in the topic.

    I wake up looking at the clock making note that it is ten o'clock and that it is Sunday. I sigh hating the way my life is turning out. Today officially starts my week of house arrest meaning I'm going to be bored out of my mind. I know I never really left the house before, but knowing you can not just leave at any time is just frustrating. If you are confused as to why I'm on house arrest that would be because I have now been classified as a killer, and to protect people from me possibly killing them I am not allowed to leave the house.

    This whole situation just upsets me. I do not even like the idea of people dying, and now I'm being told I will be the one who causes people to die. I know I should be grateful they gave me one last week with my family. I just do not see why I have to leave. I'm not a threat to anyone. Ugh, this whole thing is just stupid.

    I finally got out of my bed and went downstairs to see what the plan for today was. When I got into the living room I saw a note on the coffee table in front of the couch. I walked over and picked it up reading it out loud.

    “Dear Viv, I know we said we would spend time with you; however, we thought you would probably want to spend today alone to think. The fridge is full of food you like and ingredients to cook if you feel like it. Hope you have a good day. Love Mom and Lucy.” I walked toward the kitchen, placing the note on the island when I arrived. I opened the fridge door looking at all my favorite foods and the foods that were not there I had the ingredients to make.

    I made some tacos and a ham sandwich before heading back to my room. This house always seems lonely when no one besides myself is here. I do not know why it just always has. Maybe it's the white walls, the empty halls, or the fact that it's a really big house. 

    I left the thought alone when I finally made it to my desk and began to eat my food. Once I was done eating I put the plate in the sink then I silently roamed the house lost in my memories that seemed to play right before my eyes. Holidays seem to take life once more when I gaze into the living room and kitchen. Days I've long since forgotten take no haste into becoming reality again for the final time in my mind. I let out a sigh as my memories soar from my mind back into the real world, but they all disappear just as quickly as they came.

    I fell to my knees in sheer misery of it all. Sobs escape me as my body shakes from just how violent my crying is. The weight of how much I am going to miss it all finally came crashing down on me and all I could do was take it because it was all out of my hands. I wiped a few tears away taking another look around deciding that I would find some way to make sure this week with my family is not the last.

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