Red Rose

Warmth

   I woke up with a start, sitting up in my bed sweat dripping from my face. I don't remember anything else that had happened last night. The last thing I remember is watching the horrible accident on the news, and now i'm here sitting confused in my bed. The sound of peaceful raindrops quietly hitting the rooftops. I sat up and walked over to my bed side window, i spread my flowing curtains to see the raindrops racing down the window.

  The house was very quiet, I closed my curtains and walked to my bedroom door peaking out into the hallway, there was no sound, not even the sound of people tossing and turning in their beds. Where is everyone? I thought to myself as i quietly stepped out onto the cool wooden floor of the hallway, and shutting my door with a click.

   I walked to the beginning of the stairs case and looked over the railing into the kitchen to see that there was no one there. 'Hello?' I called out, but there was no answer. Beginning my way down the stairs, creaking with every step, I tried to make my way down as quiet as possible but for who? I felt that this whole thing has changed me in a way i didn't like. Looking over my shoulder everywhere I go, getting scared over every little thing.

   All the sadness and fear i felt. I didn't want to be this way. I tried so hard not to be this way. I tried to act like nothing was wrong that i was strong, and would be there for my friends and family, but as i pass by the mirror placed in the hallway leading to the kitchen all i see is a frightened little girl. A girl who is very dependant, a girl who can't be left alone, who needs someone to be there for her. Oh how much I hated this weak, and hopeless feeling.

   Still facing the mirror I stood straight, pushing my shoulders back, and brushing back the baby hair that stood up at my hair line. I looked a mess, like a girl who had went days without food or sleep. I felt the need to clean myself up, take a shower brush my hair, and maybe put a little makeup to awaken my appearance, and that's exactly what i did.

   I quickly ran back up stairs to my room. Shutting the door I stripped off all my clothes letting them fall to the floor carelessly. I pulled the scrunchies out of my hair, and shook my hair freely. I walked  across the hall to the bathroom and turned on the shower. The hot and steamy water spilling into the tub as the steam filled the bathroom like a Sana.

   I stuck out my right foot letting the hot watter bounce of my toes, checking the temperature. Finally stepping into the water i let it run all over my body, the feeling of my whole body being wrapped up in a warm blanket came over me, my tense muscles finally relaxing under the heat. I stood there for a while letting the hot water soften my skin.

   I washed up, shampooed and conditioned my hair, and rinsed completely. I stepped out onto the soft bathroom rug, while turning off the shower. I grabbed one of the clean towels off the rack and wrapped my body up in it. Then i headed back to my room.

  The bright flashing light on my phone took my attention right away when i stepped into my room, i had a missed call. Walking quickly over to my phone I stopped as the light began to bring me back to the crime scene yesterday. I shook my head, trying my hardest to shake these horrid thoughts from my mind. I couldn't let this feeling take me again. I won't let it. I shut my eyes brushing back my damp hair, taking a deep and slow breath I opened my eyes again.

   The image gone from my mind, the bright blinking light still coming from my phone. I picked it up and saw that it was Justin. He had probably called me when i was in the shower. I went to my messages to see he had also left me a text. I went to the message almost urgently.

-Anna I will be at Middleton by tomorrow, make sure your home to answer the door, I really want to see you, i miss you.-

   The message brought a warm feeling to my heart, until i realized what the message was saying. Justin was coming here to Middleton! This cold and empty campus now filled with fear of all the students because of a bloodthirsty killer. This message was probably sent to me yesterday. That feeling was coming again but I fought it, again I was able to escape from its grip. Everything is going to be okay I repeated to myself. Praying to God that Justin would arrive here safely.