The Veil

Chapter Twenty-Nine

"I'm sorry!" Lindsay shouted over the music, walking towards me, she leaned around me and turned the music down.

"I'm sorry, I knocked like eight times but I didn't think you'd be able to hear me over that noise anyway." She smiled gently at me.

I took a deep breath, my hand over my chest, my heartbeat was so fast.

"Sorry." I smiled back at her and turned around to turn the record player off completely.

"What are you doing?" She asked, right eyebrow raised at me as she leaned back on the now cleared table.

"I guess a Spring clean, a Fall clean though." I giggled and shrugged.

"Any particular reason you decided to OCD clean your house while blasting your eardrums out?" She moved herself from the table to the sofa, picking up one of Sky's balls from under the coffee table and tossing it in the air above herself before catching it and repeating the process.

"I just, I don't like being alone in the house right now, I needed to be distracted." I frowned at her.

"Why don't you like being in the house alone?" She picked up on the thing I'd been avoiding telling my housemates at all cost.

I sighed before dropping down into the armchair, "Weird things have been happening Lindsay! Like really weird things I can't even explain."

I told her almost everything, everything that I could remember happening and missing out the parts about my parents, she still didn't know about them and I had no intention of telling her.

She didn't really know what to say, who would.

She was relieved I'd already been to the doctors, and asked me to repeat what he'd said a few times.

After talking about it for almost half an hour, I started to feel creeped out again so started to clean again.

"You know you could grab a sponge and help?" I glared at Lindsay as she leant against the doorjamb of the bathroom and watched me on my hands and knees scrubbing the tiles.

"Hey, this is all on you." She laughed and held her hands up in front of her. "I suggested ice cream and hot chocolate, you wanted to clean."

I fake glared at her for a few seconds before breaking into a smile.

After I'd finished the bathroom, hallway and staircase, I moved back downstairs into the kitchen, Lindsay sat down at the kitchen table after I'd scrubbed it, she kept me talking and distracted me, almost as much as the cleaning did.

"Have you ever thought about going back? To your city?" She asked suddenly as I knelt down to scrub the bottom of the refrigerator after emptying it out.

The question shocked me, I'd forgotten I'd even mentioned moving from the city to her, it had been so long ago.

Nobody had ever asked me that before either.

Although with Lindsay I tended to tell her more than I normally would someone I just met, more than I'd even told Jade and Andrew.

I knew I definitely hadn't told her about my parents though, I'd only ever told Tom that and planned to keep it that way.

If Lindsay noticed my hesitation she didn't say anything about it.

"Um, no, not really, why would I?" I asked, not looking at her and concentrating on scrubbing the refrigerator shelves.

"I don't know, it just seems that all your dreams and stuff centre around your old home, maybe if you went back you'd have some closure and maybe the dreams would stop?" She made the statement a question at the end.