Living through Lenses

Chapter Nine

Chapter Nine 

I was getting sicker and everyone could see, not just my parents but also the people at school like my teachers and my ex-friends. My face was pale all the time and I had random headaches, I had also lost a lost of hair. I counted the days left ‘till Christmas Eve, there was only 2 days left until we go to New York. I smiled at this thought, at least one good thing was happening. Holidays had already started and Faye had been trying to get in contact with me but I didn’t feel like dealing with her.

I put on a beanie, a dark grey hoodie that said champion, ankle length tights and some navy converse. 

‘Mum!’ 

‘What?’ She shouted. 

‘I’m going out for a while, just down town.’ 

‘Alright but we need to pack today so be back before dinner!’ I stepped out into the cold, it was summer but for some weird reason it was pretty cool today, I liked cool days. The wind blew into my face and I smiled, enjoying the bit of freedom I had. 

I walked down the street with Paramore blasting into my eardrums. 

I am nothing now and it's been so long

Since I've heard the sound, the sound of my only hope

This time I will be listening.

The music automatically faded away when I arrived at the place where I used to meet Ethan. I put my hand up to the walls and closed my eyes, I had been coming here every day since I found out that Ethan had been found and taken back home. I always had that little bit of hope that he might escape to this place of sanctuary. I squeezed through the gap in the wall as a wave of memories flew through me. My eyes were fixed tight; I was scared of the disappointment when I found that he wasn’t here again. I slowly opened them, praying, wishing that Ethan was here, my eyes scanned the area but there was no one. I sighed and flopped down into the long grass, this place was still as beautiful as ever. I closed my eyes and let the wind carry my soul to some other place, I could hear the rustling of the leaves, the smell of water and the breeze; they all reminded me of the wonderful things about life. Without warning my tears started falling, I clenched my jaw together but still managed to let out a soft whimper. 

I woke up to someone shaking me, calling my name. My eyes flickered open and adjusted to the light.  

‘Kayla! Wake up!’ I felt the shaking continue. 

‘Ugh, what? Who is it?’ I saw a smile forming and I was forced into a big, warm bear hug. At this moment I started crying again, not of sadness but joy. 

‘ETHAN!’ 

‘Hi.’ 

‘You, what are you doing here?’ Now that I was awake I could see him clearly. 

‘My dad lets me visit here every weekend. I found out the truth, I got it all wrong, my mum was about to leave even though she didn’t want to so she … you know.’ 

‘So daddy isn’t the baddy?’ He chuckled. 

‘No but how are you? And seriously did you miss me that much?’ He raised an eyebrow. ‘Waiting for me here.’ 

‘I fell asleep.’ I could feel a blush forcing it’s way up to my face. 

‘Obviously.’ I pulled him into another hug. 

‘I really did miss you!’ There was a pause. 

‘Me too.’ He whispered. 

He pulled out of the hug and looked me straight in the eye, I could feel him staring right through me, and it was an uncomfortable feeling. I broke the eye contact.