Dark Abyss

Chapter 16: Funny Twists

{ music }

mayday parade_i swear this time i mean it

mikky ekko_we must be killers

against the current ft. taka_dreaming alone

parachute_something to believed in

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12:36 A.M. The time according to my new digital clock resting at the nightstand that can finally enlighten me on the time.

Two hours. The amount of time since I've opened my eyes. It's either the lethargy of pulling my feet out of bed and walking or wanting to fall back to sleep so desperately. I either stare at the impeccable white paint on the ceiling or wonder how my life could have be in another dimension where I was never taken by vampires.

Yesterday was spent in glee with the new set Eric was so kind in letting me have. Old classics, famous comedies, romances, adventures, and dramas made up the bundle of films allocated to me. I promised that I would thank Luke as soon as I saw him for telling Eric about my quibble.

Caroline avoided, by the most part, conversation with me seeming Luke didn't appear the entire day. She refused to acknowledge my presence in any way and statically leaned against the wall.

Parachute. The band pouring quietly through the speakers I connected the iPod to. I was quick to begin downloading my favorite band's music as soon as I powered the little device.

She thought that love was gonna fight.
She thought that love was gonna take her home.
She thought that love was gonna save her,
But love just never showed.

The scent of a well prepared meal lingered in the atmosphere that urged me into getting out of bed. My feet meandered towards the kitchen where the trail of smell lead. A mouthwatering omelette sat in a plate as the heat oozing off signaled its recency and a glass of apple juice stood next to it.

"Good morning." Caroline's phony joyous tone twisted my eyes from the scrumptious dish to her figure slanting against the far wall of the kitchen room.

"Hey, what's this?" I asked her while pointing at the appetizing food ready to be devoured.

"What does it look like? Because if it's not obvious enough we might need to inform Mikey about your sight issues, too." She snapped at me, her tone cold and vexed. Her eyes were a bright scarlet color and her lips were curled in an angry snarl.

"Well someone didn't get enough sleep last night." I murmured in sarcasm while jumping onto the stool and poking with the fork at my breakfast.

"If that was your attempt at joking, you really need to stop." Turning to look at her, I acknowledged the cell phone in her hands and her drinking something out of a white styrofoam cup.

"'S better than your constant sour mood." I retorted and gazed back at the made meal. What if it was poisoned? It wouldn't make sense, really, because they want me alive for their stupid transformation. Who even cooked it? Cut red peppers, onions, and shredded cheese topped the exterior as a side of mashed potatoes made my stomach twitch in hunger. Slicing a small part, I directed it towards my mouth and chewed cautiously. It was impossible to prevent the satisfaction moan from erupting within as I tasted the melted cheese, broccoli, and egg mixed in perfection.

"Who made this?" My voice was muffled by my mouth full of food. Looking up, her eyes held a glint of proudness.

"Me, of course. Do you like it?"