Storm

Chapter 3

Mine and Cobra's houses are closest to the "square". My house is closest to the "square" and then two houses down then it's Cobra's house. I walked into my house. The usual emptiness and silence greeted me.

When I was 11, my mom died because of a really werid disease. It made her lose control of her body and made her pass out. Then she stops breathing for about 4 hours. One day, my mom passed out. The usual thing. But she never woke up.

"Mommy? Are you okay?"

Nothing. I asked again. Nothing.

"Daddy, mom's not talking back to me."

"Is her eyes closed? Is she breathing?"

"Yes and no."

I ran to my mother. I put my hand on her cold chest. No pound.

"Her heart isn't pounding."

That made my father get up. He ran to us.

"Honey, go get the doctor!"

"What's going to happen to mommy?"

"I don't know, but go get the doctor! GO!"

I ran to the "square", crying the whole way. I ran into the door way. Thats what's all I needed to do. The doctors called some nurses to grabbed medicine for my mother. We ran out of the hospital. Later, on when the doctors stopped working on my mom, there was a lot of people at my house. Cobra rushed to me.

"What happened?"

"I don't know."

One of the doctors came out. He pulled of his gloves and wiped off his brow. My dad followed closely behind, tears in his eyes. The doctor cleared his throat. Everyone shuted up.

"We did all we could. But.... We couldn't save her."

He looked right at me.

"She.... Is..... Dead."

I exploded into tears. I sobbed the loudest out of them all. Of course. I fell into Cobra's arms. He holded me close. I looked at my father. I never saw him cry like this before. Actually, I never, ever, saw my dad cry.

"Your father said that you can stay with me for awhile."

That was a lie. I could tell. I agreed anyway. Maybe being away for my dad might cheer me up. I stayed at Cobra's house for a week. He cheered me up. But my dad, something changed in him. A month later, my dad said that he would be out late hunting. I waited for him. Waited. Waited and waited. He never came home. This made me feel like my OWN PARENTS didn't' want me. Like they abandoned me to get away from me. Those bastards! I cried so much, that my eyes stayed red and puffy for a week. Cobra and Python tried to cheer me up. It didn't work that much. Soon, i got over it and learned how to take care of myself.

I snapped out of my flashbacks. I looked around my house. A living room with a fireplace with a tv on the top of it (still don't know how they get the electricity), some couches, armchairs, end tables, a coffee table, and a bookshelf. Different colored woods covered the walls and a light wooded floor made for the living room. A kitchen with a dining table in the middle. Black tiles and white walls.In a middle of a hallway is a closet, the laundry room, and the bathroom. End of the hallway is my bedroom. My double bed is somewhat in front of my door, my bed covered with a purple blanket, purple pillows, and black sheets, my closet, a dresser, a standing mirror next to my closet, and then shelf of stuffed animals. Light orange walls bordored by a dark wood and brown carpet.

I pulled off my hunting clothes. A black halter top, black pants, and black tennis shoes. I pulled out my only dress. A strapless paint- splattered dress that fluffs out and ends right by my knees. It used to be a white dress before the Snakes or Cobra, Python, and the other hunters threw paint at me as a prank. Those bastrads! I pulled it over my head and pulled out black wedges. I put my hairup in a ponytail, then braided it. I put on a black bracelet that has Rockstar on it. I looked into the mirror. I. LOVED. MYSELF. I looked beautiful and forgot that I had scars.

"You look beautiful."

I jumped and turned around. Cobra was there, wearing a black T-Shirt with two white tigers, about to attack, black pants, and black tennis shoes.

"Again! Scare the shit out of me!"

He laughed, "We should be getting to dinner and story."

I sighed, "Fine."

We walked out of my house and onto dinner.....

END OF CHAPTER 3