"Run.." Some veins on his neck popped up as he screamed but his words barely reached my ears through the buzz. Even so, I've heard what he said but all my body felt numb and wouldn't comply.
As I stood there watching him hold his side I caught a glimpse of his current state, he was bleeding, badly. His hair was completely drenched, was it raining? Just on cue I felt the raindrops falling on my head and running down my face, I was soaking wet as well.
Turning my attention back at him I noticed that his clothes had weird symbols and were covered in dirt and blood. Was it all his? It looked like he's been harmed on his side but his legs and arms also had red stains, huh.
-"SAM RUN! GET OUT OF HERE!"- He shouted, bringing me back to reality and just then my body reacted, taking a couple of steps back I gave him one last glance before turning around and...
"WAKE! UP! ALREADY!" I heard someone scream and felt something hitting my head, instantly I reacted and put my arms in front of my face to stop it and groaned in annoyance.
"Ughh leave me alone!" I said. Wait is that what I've always sounded like in the mornings? Am I going through puberty all of the sudden? Oh no..Am I turning into a teenage boy?!
A loud laugh filled my ears and I rolled to the edge of my bed to see my little sister holding her stomach and fighting for air on the floor.
"What are you laughing at?" I asked, amused by her sudden outburst. She was barely able to breath, let alone talk at the moment so after a few seconds when it seemed like she had calmed down she said "Oh nothing, it's just that I've suddenly realized that my sister is hitting puberty already". Without even thinking about it I threw a pillow at her face and it hit her dead in the face. Suits her right.
Getting off my bed and into my slippers I started rubbing the sleep out of my eyes while my sister stood up and started walking out of my room but when she reached the door she looked back at me and said "I made breakfast, hurry up and come down to eat before Eze and Dad wake up". She smiled at me before closing my bedroom door.
I started going trough my closet trying to choose an outfit for the day, I had to analyze my whole agenda for it, see what suits my day best. My classes where scattered throughout my school buildings so I had to be walking around all day. I also had to consider the weather so I pulled out my cellphone and checked, it was going to be a chilly and winding day. Ok, it's been settled. I took out a pair of black skinny jeans, my favorite blue sneakers and a light blue shirt with a black pocket at the front. Black underwear, white socks with random and uneven blue stripes and a "Hey" printed at the sole, I really liked weird socks.
Placing everything in my bed I got undressed and started walking towards my bathroom to be quickly ready before all the food was gone. As I got in the shower it all suddenly hit me. The dream I've had and the guy that was in it, the rain, the blood, the fear and my paralyzed body. What was that? Was it because of the horror movie we were watching last night? Is this my imagination and brain telling me to became a writer or a director and start sharing the crazy dreams that went through my head? I know it wasn't the first one nor will it be the last one but why was it bothering me so much the look on that guy's face...
Ugh! Focus Sam, you need to get ready or you'll starve to death. As I finished my shower I quickly dried myself and put on my outfit. Now to the tricky part, as I walked to the mirror I grabbed a comb and started brushing my hair. I had copper curly hair, more on the brown side than red, and it was hard to untangle. My curls weren't the pretty ones, they weren't the small ones nor the big locks ones. My hair was sort of wavy at the roots and started getting curly at the middle all through the ends.
Don't get me wrong, I liked it, yet I've would have preferred to have my brothers curls or my sisters straight hair. I'm always amazed by how I'm a mixture of my Dad and Mom. My hair was just one of the mixed traits, my eyes were also a combination of my father's green eyes and my mother's brown ones. I had a sort of Olive skin tone that came from my dad's porcelain skin and my mother's honey skin. Luckily I got my mother's body shape and metabolism so I had a nice figure and could get away with eating anything I wanted. Ezequiel took after my mother and Isabelle took after my father.
Feeling content with my finished look, I took my phone and my backpack and skipped my way to the kitchen. "Took you long enough" Is said.
"Oh shush little sis, I'm right on time" I said as I took a plate out to serve my pancakes and my cup for some coffee.
"I'm not your little sis, you know I'm older than you and you're ruining the coffee with that crazy amount of sugar". What can I say, I loved bitter things but hated the taste of bitter coffee, it was just awful to me.
As a response I glance at her making a mocking face and took my food before she can say anything about it. I sat on a stool on the kitchen island to eat breakfast with Is, I really loved talking to her.
After we finished I helped with the dishes since she was the one that cook and just as I was putting the last dried plate on it's place I heard my brother's heavy footsteps on the wooden floor. Oh boy, here it comes, 3,2,1..."WHY DID NOBODY WOKE ME UP FOR BREAKFAST?!"
