Gushing Crimson (Tainted Blood Trilogy)

Chapter 1 ( Passing Blurs)

CELINE STARED OUT THE WINDOW WATCHING THE DISTORDED BLUR of country side, the silver Captiva passed. It was afternoon then, the sun setting, turning the sky beautiful shades of orange, pinks and blues.

She fought the desire to yawn as the need for sleep took over her body, After all she had had a late night getting to sleep. Getting back home at three in the morning, only to be woken at five by mother, Her steel grey eyes searching her blue, which her father had said could only be described as a heavenly blue.

Celine's mother had told her to get up in that commonly flat tone of hers, telling her to get her butt out of bed and help pack the car for the move. Yet Mum had only got a grunt in response from Celine as usual. Despite her mother, she had simply rolled over, plunging her head deep into her pillow and pulling the doona up to cover her cold head. Mum had groaned in that voice only used for when dealing with Celine. She had then retorted by pulling the doona off her on to the hard ground causing Celine to shiver, sending the cold in sparks up her spine.

Celine however, through stubbornness ( and the talented ability to annoy her mother)refused to go , picking her pillow up and putting it over her head , as if capable to defend against the shiver of the morning cold. (What could she say ?... She was NOT A MORNING PERSON)This of course resulted Celine's mother narrowing her eyes ,followed by throwing her hands up in the air in frustration of her daughter's ignorance and stubbornness . Her mother made an annoyed sigh before slamming the door and giving up. It wasn't till her brother Max had come in that she actully thought about listening (by Mum's influence, it was to be believed.) dear, dear little Max . Who's hair as black as dripping ink had been short when he was little. He had been on chubby legs and arms then, toddling over to Celine, arms open in an inviting hugs.

"Ceccy!, Ceccy!" He had called as he ran in to her outspread arms, giggling as she had tickled him on his tummy in a childhood game telling him that she 'loved him this much, earning his toddler giggle in response showing the flash of three newly through baby teeth as he did so.

It had been the same as when he came into her room this morning and shook her shoulder slightly , causing her to suspiciously open an eye to him, recognising his voice as he whispered to her as if calming a wild horse to eat out of his hand. Through looking with her one open eye Celine couldn't help but compare Max to his younger self.

At the age of thirteen, where there had once baby fat was now light muscle, lining up his arms. He was average in height for his age , with his ink black hair covering his eye's, making her want to push the covering strands away with her fingers.

"Ceccy ..." He whispered loud enough for her to hear. Calling her in the familiar way of her childhood nickname, made back when the name 'Celine' was too long for his toddler self to handle.

"Ceccy, you have to wakeup ..." she didn't respond. " I got you some food." he added qickly. She had bolted up at that word. The magic word of 'food'. The word alone, deserving sparkles and unicorn crap to display its magicalness. As soon as the word was said both her eyes were wide open and full of energy, different to the type she had in in situations like last night. As she bolted up the doona fell of her , revealing Celine in donut pyjama's and her golden blonde hair in a plat down her back the top of her rumpled from the nights twisting and squirming before the unconscious hurdle of dreams. As she flipped the doona of her, strands of blonde hair fell in front of her face escaping from the nights plat.

He grinned at her, a smile that spread right to the corners of his mouth, as if knowing she would take the bait, he turned his back to her, as he turned to face her once again, he handed what was a MacDonald's muffin to her and joined her to sit on the edge of her bed as she ate the muffin with greedy mouthfuls, the flavours exploding in her mouth like lights and music in a night club.