Annie woke up with a raging hangover. The sun was too bright, the birds chirping outside her window were too loud. She could feel her heartbeat on her forehead and the second she stood vertical, her head nearly combusted.
She shuffled to the kitchen, her hands rubbing her temples as she noisily threw together a pot of coffee. She threw herself up onto the counter as she waited for it to be ready.
"Could you be any louder?" Her brother yawned as he appeared in the doorway.
"Mmhmm." She leaned her head back against the cabinets and shut her eyes.
"You didn't take the money I left for food. Did you eat?" Kaleb's voice got closer as he spoke.
Annie moved her head millimeters to each side. She heard him sigh and rummage through a cabinet before he pulled out her hand and placed two pills in her palm.
"For the hangover." He mumbled before grabbing her a glass of water.
She murmured a thanks just as the coffee maker beeped. She looked at Kaleb, "do you want a cup?"
He was surprisingly well dressed for noon on a Saturday. He had on a pair of slacks and a nice, teal button down, and his hair was not the unruly mess she was so used to.
He nodded and pulled himself up on the counter across from her. She pulled out two mugs from the cabinet behind her head and poured the pot into the two mugs. Then she turned to the other side of her and could stretch just far enough to open the fridge door and grab the creamer.
"Why do you look so nice?" She mumbled as she prepared the coffee.
"I had an interview for an internship this summer." He grinned at her and she could tell he was beaming.
"That's awesome," she hoped her words were coherent because there was too much ringing in her ears, "your smile is too bright."
"You shouldn't be getting so drunk on the weekends." He said as she handed him his mug.
"I really didn't mean to get drunk at all," she whispered in reply.
He shook his head, "you're just making me worried. You know you can talk to me about anything right?"
Annie nodded, "I know. Nothing is wrong, though."
He nodded and changed direction, "so then whose car is that in my spot out front?" He let out a wink but she knew he was just trying to grill her.
"There shouldn't be anyone in your spot." She hesitated, wondering if he was referring to Sam's car. Then she slid off the counter, "is it still there?"
He nodded slowly, "is someone here?"
She shook her head as she walked to the living room, "no, I had a friend drive me home and get me inside last night."
"Was it a boy?" She heard from the kitchen.
She rolled her eyes, "nothing happened, Kaleb." She peered through the blinds and sure enough, Sam's black sedan was parked exactly where they had left it the night before.
Panic crawled up her spine as she considered the possibilities. He could've been injured in her dream by something and couldn't have made it to his car. He could be sitting in his car right now bleeding out and dying. Could he even die? Or maybe he just disappeared through the shadows and forgot his car was still there. She felt her migraine slide into the background as she thought about him.
Annie walked back to the kitchen and set her coffee mug down. Picking up her phone, she dialed his number and brought it to her ear. Her brother watched her with a perplexed expression.
YOU ARE READING
Renova
خارق للطبيعة"I can't eat, I can't sleep, I can't... fuck. Annabelle. I can't do anything but think about you." Annabelle started having the dreams after the death of her parents. She didn't know what they meant, and she didn't know how they were pulling her in...
