Living through Lenses

Chapter Seven

Chapter Seven

Oh far out why does all the trouble seem to find me. Why do I have deal with this man, this man who abused his wife so hard that she committed suicide. The moment I saw him I felt confusion, anger, sadness and being scared of him flooding my face. It was like a rainbow in black, white and grey.

‘Hi Nathan.’ I put on a mask of a clueless girl. ‘Would you like something from me?’

‘Yes well I’ve heard from your mother that you know where Ethan is.’

‘Oh yes but I think you have it all wrong here I don’t know anyone by your surname.’

‘Really? Well I have heard otherwise.’ His eyebrows raised and showed he didn’t believe me in the least bit.

‘Well it’s your choice whether you believe me or not but you won’t get anything out of me even if I do know … something.’ I mocked him and raised my eyebrows.

I was having fun, as I knew that I had the upper hand in this conversation but I felt my head throbbing and then my vision started to blur. I tried to find my bed or somewhere I could sit or lay down the pain was rapidly getting stronger. I fell, luckily onto my bed but the pain was too much, I crawled up into a ball and started crying. I think I heard Nathan asking me if I was okay but I didn’t have the strength to reply. Soon after I had blacked out.

I felt like my body was breaking, the pain growing stronger and suddenly bringing me awake. It had been more than a month since Nathan had come to visit, more than a month since I had seen Ethan or even had any contact with him. It was painful. My life was dull and nothing else was worth my camera shots, I hadn’t gotten any contact from the contest I had entered and I didn’t even know if Ethan was still here. I kept telling myself that I only had around two weeks to go before two months are over but days passed so slowly. I got up and checked my calendar; it was November, which meant that I still had around four to five months left ‘till the year of my life is up. Shit.

I got up and followed my daily routine, which meant that I brushed my teeth, went to the toilet, and had some breakfast.

‘Good morning Kayla.’ My mum smiled but I walked past her without making any recognition that she was there. I knew that I had a limited time to spend with her but she ruined the fun and only interesting part in my life. I wasn’t going to forgive her easily. I took a piece of toast and put it in my mouth as I walked upstairs, I went to get my phone to check the time cause I never knew where the clocks were in our house. But instead of the time I got a pleasant surprise, a text from Ethan. I didn’t know it was Ethan at first but when I read it I knew. I smiled.

I quickly got ready; I brushed through my knotty but straight brown hair. Threw on a black tank top that went over some light blue shorts. I brought a bag of clothes and ran out the front door, ignoring my mother’s constant questions. I ran to the closest public toilet and changed into a navy hoodie with ripped jeans. I pulled the hoodie up to cover my face as I walked out of the bathroom, I was obviously being followed but I managed to lose the officers after three quick turns around corners. I was panting a little and then I felt someone hug me from the back, I smiled.

‘Long time, Ethan.’ I turned around and hugged him, and then he started dragging me away. ‘Ethan?’

‘You didn’t lose them.’ He chuckled but I couldn’t see his face under his hoodie. We started running away managing laughs between our breaths. Suddenly Ethan pulled me into a small alleyway and pulled me into a deep kiss. I could feel his soft lips press harshly against mine while my head knocked against the wall. His hand slowly went down to my waist and pulled me in closer. I saw the officers run past and then he stopped. He smirked as I stuck my tongue out at him and blushed.