Silver Dust

Winds of change

It's midnight.  There's light coming from the other side of the front door. As I stand on my porch I know what awaits me. I just got back from vacation the best weeks of my life ,will parish as I enter those doors. As I turn the key slowly ,I hear hushess . I slowly crack open the door... a room full of people jump up yelling surprise.  There's  balloons and streamers everywhere, snacks set up on a wooden table,couches rearranged.  The small living room is packed even the small doorways that splits to the other ends of the house. A banner hangs over the ceiling it reads: Welcome home Ashley!

As I drag all my bags in and greet people I don't even know, I get pulled into conversations and dragged across the house .As time passes more and more guest start to leave . As the last person walks out my mom grabs me in a bear hug. "We've missed you so much" her eyes start to water and she storms into the kitchen, leaving me standing with my uncomfortable step-dad staring at me uncertain what to do "I'm going to unpack" I state as I pull my baggs. Our house isn't really big nor small. There are 5 bedrooms and 3 bathrooms. It's 2 stories high. Our house is kind of old, we got sqeukie  floors and a creaking staircase. No pets. The kitchen is mostly modern but the rest of the house has a kind of old vibe to it. White walls with portraits of all kinds of things . Cream couches with a flat screen. There's a bathroom and a room down stairs.  My mom made that room an office. Up stairs are the rest . My room is far left closest to a bathroom. No one is ever going to make me wait. My room is medium like all the other rooms but... mine has a balconie. As we selected themes for the rooms my mom got normal white , one room got sugar explosion.; one has the cabin in the woods theme , and mine ... dark fairytale. Purple, black a little bit of white and green. I have a beautiful view of the woods... the garden beneath me , our garden is filled with roses since that's the only flowers my mom and I like. As I drag my bags up the staircase and into my room I regret being back. As soon as I put down my baggs I tear off the fotos from the walls. The images of me and my brother. I hear footsteps racing up the stairs. Mark aka step-dad. As he pears into my room I hear him sigh "What are you going to do with those?" He gestures at the images in my hand "I'm going to throw them away" "Are you sure that's the right call" I turn , facing Mark with tears leaving my blue eyes "Wow, your actually human. I didn't know you had emotions " as the words leaves his mouth I know I'm going to kill him. That was the last draw, no more. It's his fault.  It's all his fault and my mom is to blind to see it. Everyone is . Except Niel. He knew, he lived through it with me,until it became to much for him. Now he's gone and I'm here , left to deal with this fat pig alone. I don't want to make another scene , expecially since I just got back. Mom will emidietly say It's because I was spoiled by my best friends parents once more and I'll be forced, to do or give up something.  So I ignore him , I put down my pictures  and close my door and I lock it. School starts again tomorrow, 3de term . I'm 16 an going strong-ish
I open my doors that leads to the balcony. The suns coming up bird are waking up and flying around and a gust of wind blows around leaves. It never feels like winter here at Ever falls.  It gets cold but never snows. The trees lose there leaves,grass turns darker, insects disappear , but it still never feels like winter. I'm tired.  I kick off my brown boots and I turn towards my bed . I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror my short brown hairs a mess , it doesn't matter now because I'm going to sleep.

I'm woken by a knock on my door . I'm starteld and I collapse on the ground . I groan and stand up blowing my hair out of my face. Tip get softer wooden floors. I walk towords the door ready to open it then I stop myself , another knock " Who is it" Wow I sound tierd. A raspy man's voice answer "It's me can I come in?" I don't recognize the voice. I open my door to see a boy about 18 standing in front of me wearing a teard T-shirts and jeans with scrappes all over his body. Blood dripping from his wounds, I look up at the face to see brown eyes staring back at me and the figure collapsing on top of me.

I close my door as I can't believe what I'm seeing . The boy  on my bed takes the fotos on my desk and flipps through them. He looks badly injured.  But what I can't understand is how this boy got inside the house. He sits on my bed bouncing up and down , he seems to have recovered since collapsing  on me . Another knock on my door, please don't be another one. My mom's voice pushes through my door " Honey... we need to talk... can I come in" I turn around looking at the boy who has moved behind me " Um... sure just a sec." I grab the boy open my closet and push him inside. Step 1 completed no more mystery dude. I walk toward the mirror straighten out my curls a bit before opening the door. I'm greater by my mom's sad blue eyes.  She walks in towards my bed, she's wearing an apron, blue jeans and a pink top. She turns towards me "I don't know how to say this..." a confused look spreads across my face " Say what?" My mom clears her throat "Well your step-dad and I have been talking, and we think it would be best if you..." "If I what mom" she stares at the floor unable to look at me and I know what's coming. Mark has been pressing for 2 years that my mom send my brother and me off to boarding school or even our family that lives at Aok's, mom kept on disagreeing but looks like she's going through with it " Your sending me away aren't you. So Boarding school or Aok's?" She starts to cry " You have to understand..." "I understand, just let me start packing and I'll be out of you hair in no time." I could see she wanted to argue to make sure I understand why... but it won't cut it nothing she'll say will. I close my door behind my mom and open my closet doors. The boy steps out "Are you okay?" In his voice I can hear his pain, I just nod "Who are you? What... what are you doing here?" He steps out of the closet and closers to the balcony " I'm Jake ,And I'm here to protect you." I start to laugh but it quickly dies as I see he's serious.  "Okay then... help me pack?"