『 I Won't Run Anymore』

Part 20 - Lost

I stared down at the torn and marked ticket in my hand; a heavy sigh leaving my vocals as I fiddled nervously with the already abused paper. I looked out the window to try and remove my thoughts from the negative ones I was currently consumed in as I took in my familiar surroundings. My ticket soon became the last thing on my mind as I passed through Chelsea, taking in the large football stadium with palms pressed against the cold glass as the bus passed, eyes never once leaving the building until it was completely out of sight; I had been here maybe 3 years ago to watch a football match... And then I passed Westminster... I had seen that cathedral a thousand times with my family; the wonders of its beautifully designed glass paintings, cushioned pews, and so forth... it's amazing how much you pay attention to something when you don't see it for a while. I smiled as the train pulled up to the London South Kensington station, removing my aching form from the less than comfortable chair and off the train to jump swiftly onto the bus I needed before I missed it; taking me the short journey to Cromwell Mews. Hey, I had just taken a long ass flight having to get off for the plain to refuel because of the length I was travelling, a taxi, 2 trains and now a bus... I deserved the laziness... I watched as my childhood hang outs ran past my vision, a smile on my face the entire way as the bus stopped a few feet from my home at the stop stand. I removed myself from the bus and took in the fresh air of my home. I suppose it doesn't matter where you go; the smell of the air in your own country is always different to that of another. I smiled wider as I walked farther down the path, staring up at the house I once called home. I had spent my entire life here, and a lot of good memories had come from here. I walked up to the door, fumbling my key into the door to open it with one hand as the other held tightly onto my suitcase. Once I got the door open I pushed it with my shoulder, barging my way in and dropping my case at the front door to greet the people I wanted to see most.

"Mum, dad! I'm home!"

A male with short brunette hair poked his head from around the kitchen door, his confused expression turning into that of joy as a bright grin crossed his lips.

"Marie! She's here!"

Upon those loud words directed to the upstairs the man walked in a fast pace towards me, embracing my smaller form in a tight hug that I more than needed. I wrapped my own smaller arms around him, closing my eyes as I took in the familiar scent of my father. It was a strong yard scent mixed with male sweat; due to his constant work in the garden. An aroma of numerous foods blending into his grassy scent as he was the cook of the family. I held him tighter, relishing in my father's feel and smell as a wide grin split my cheeks once I heard my mother's sweet voice.

"My baby!"

Another form forced itself against my back, the warmth embracing me along with the man I held in my grip. With the familiar feel of the soft bodily curves and smell of Dior perfume along side of bleach I knew it was mother. I giggled to myself as I held tighter onto my father, snuggling my spine into mum.

"I missed you both so much..."

The time had flown with them and we had caught up on a lot... I merely failed to tell them about the demons, about what I found out about myself and that I wasn't even meant to be here as it was still school semester in Japan... I just booked some holiday days around the 6 week holidays we have here in England. So I sat here happily away; drinking my beer as we ate a good daddy made Sunday Roast.

"I had a call from your boss today."

I chocked lightly on my Yorkshire pudding, chugging down some of the needed amber to clear my throat as I turned swiftly to my mother, unable to appreciate the feel of relief from what I had heard. I had booked the flight tickets... it was the time that Amaimon... I shook my head a little, dark curls ghosting across my shoulders as I drew myself back into the conversation, an awkward smile directed to my mother.