Knee Socks that Stop At Her Heel

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After a satisfying 12 hour sleep, I wake up. I look around my room seeing everything still in its place. I try to locate Levi but that is nearly impossible. I sit up, my necklace hitting my chest. I get up on my feet and stretch out my arms, legs, and back. I walk over things to get to my window. Its very dark outside. Nice.

My phone starts buzzing from the bed. I leap over to it gracefully. I find it and answer it.

“Nev speaking maybe.”

“Hey Nev, do you want to come over and hang out??”

It was Nikolai.

“Nev has nothing better to do so yeah I’ll come over.”

Why am I agreeing to this???

“Alright see you soon.”

“Nev says goodbye.”

I hang up, quickly looking for a new outfit.

 

After about ten minutes of searching, I find the perfect outfit. Black shit with a low cut v-neck, very skinny black jeans with my awesome belt, and my combat boots which are, you guessed it, black!

I grabbed my bag and my phone, walking out the door to my car. I unlock my car and get in, the seat freezing my butt. I put the keys in the ignition and start it. She comes to life. I start playing my music and backing out of the driveway.

 

I start down the speedway, going as fast as my car can go. My music getting louder and louder. My foot pressing down harder on the gas. I should probably slow down as I might get by another car or go flying off into the dark abyss. Before I know it, I’m being hit by a truck. A really big truck. An 18 wheeler. I feel my arm go in some weird direction and my legs going numb. My mind goes blank. What the fuck was I thinking?

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I bolt up from my bed. Why do I keep having dreams about car crashes?? I don’t know my mind is fucking weird. I stretch my arms and legs. I stand up and walk over to my laptop on my lame excuse of a desk.

 

I sit down in my chair, opening my laptop slowly. My screen loads up on what I left off on; the Devil itself in websites; Tumblr. I refresh the tab and start scrolling. My phone starts buzzing from my nightstand. I get up and hop over to it. It was Theo.

 

“Nev speaking maybe.”

“Nev can we come talk to you?”

“Nev says sure. Nana’s grave??”

“No your house. Just stay in your room.”

“Okay. See you soon I guess.”

 

She hung up on me. I walk over to my chair and sat back down. Something is really wrong. We never meet in my room unless its serious. There soon was a knock at my front door. I walked out of room suddenly remembering that I was in my trousers and a bra. Oh well. I open the door, Theo and Leana stepping in and walking to my room.

 

“Please, come in.”

I close the door, locking it. Walking back to my room, I close my door and lock it, grabbing a robe from my coat rack.

“What’s up?”

“We are moving.”

I looked up at Theo.

“You and Leana?”

“No. Leana, you, and me.”

What?

“Where are we going?”

“America.”

I am so confused.

“Why?”

Leana stood up from her place on my bed and walked over to my closet.

“Because we need to get out of Bridgend.”

“When?”

“Tonight. We already bought the tickets. We are leaving in two hours. Start packing.”