Oblivion

Nat

When I awoke this morning, I was once again on my desk. There wasn't a day that went by this week that I didn't awake to a breeze coming in from the window and my hand covered in charcoal. Looking down there were the abundant of white sheets with sketches I didn't bother to look at. I grabbed the papers by the handful and shoved them in a drawer. For the past few days my nights have gotten worse. I felt like I never slept and I'm sure it showed. I've never snapped at more people in my life. Just the other day I told Isadora to shut it while she was reading a book out loud. The reaction wasn't the best and we didn't talk for the rest of the day, but I kept my nightmares to myself. They were all about the creatures in the books and there have been so many books. I used to spend time looking at the sketches, rummaging through Isadora's books when she wasn't looking. But it's been too much. So now I just shove them in a drawer. Despite the fact that I just met Isadora and Calum, the nightmares have been going on for months.

"Carlisle? Are you up yet?" I heard my Dad call out and I grunted in response. He made it known that he was heading out for work and he'd see me in a few hours. Which was my cue to get ready for the day. I  headed towards the restroom for a change when my window burst open and a familiar smile came through the small opening.

"Good morning Carlisle," Calum said with a grin.

I rolled my eyes, seamlessly gaining the trait from Isadora. "I have a door Calum."

"Yes, but the window is so much more fun."

I headed into the restroom and changed into the shirts I had left. Friday is generally laundry day, but Friday was the day that Isadora decided to teach Eden and I how to block punches (apparently the most basic part of training), I was way too tired to do anything but lay down in bed. I scratched my neck, feeling a small bump. Moving closer to the mirror I noticed a small red spot on my chest. But it just looked like a small mosquito bite. What was odd was that the itching was mostly on my neck. It didn't make any sense, but I couldn't think about it for too long before Calum started to band on the restroom door. 

I headed out the restroom and Calum tossed me my backpack and just like every other day, we were out the door. It was a Saturday which means that Eden was with his family, spending time together. After what happened with Eden's sister, his mom makes every Saturday what she calls "family day". So today Eden would not be accompanying us.

"You know, you're going to have to find your way to get the house by yourself right?" Calum said to me as he pointed towards which way to turn.

"It's tricky," I mumbled. The way to Isadora and Calum's so-called house wasn't just a normal route. We headed towards the same street that was never lit up unless I was wearing the spiderwick glasses, which I preferred to avoid. The glasses were too thick to not look like an outsider. We walked through the bland street and Calum told me for just about the twentieth time, that I should get used to wearing the glasses in the meantime. We headed into the library and took out three books. Each one is a different shade of red and the titles all different. Truth be told I have tried coming before. The first time I got the wrong book. The second time I got lost on the way to the library and by the third time, the librarian found me to be a little too suspicious. After looking for the books for two hours, she refused to let me in. But with Calum it was a short five minutes, they hid the books in different spaces each time but he knew the library like the back of his hand. It was like he could sense where the books were. With the books in hand he turned them into the librarian and she gave him a sweet smile. One that I never will receive, I'm sure of. She let us in through the back and with a scan of the three books, we were at the front door of Isadora's house. Calum opened the entrance way and there was Isadora yelling at her cat.