Caught in the Flame

Chapter Five

Today is Saturday. He left us three days ago. I have no ambition to get up. I have no yearning to move. I just cant believe hes gone. My brain cant grasp it I feel numb inside. I have the sensation that all my muscles will not work. If I move even slightly, it seems Ill just lock up.

When I finally get in the shower I move slowly, very much like a zombie. I let the hot water drench me and try to relax. The party is today and to be completely honest I don't feel like going anymore.

Moms already there to help with the planning, and I feel like I have to go for her. If there's one thing I get from my dad its keeping promises, and I promised mom I'd go.

Earlier this week after dad died I was able to hear mom out. She was able to be internally implanted with cells from my dad which explains the pregnancy. She didnt think it was a good idea but he insisted because he remembered he promised me a long time ago that I'd have a little brother someday. It makes me sad thinking about it. Ive always wanted a sibling.

When I just get done appling my mascara I hear a loud horn come from outside. I race to achieve my phone and sprint out to meet Chase in the car. He gazes at me with the most sympathetic look and puppy dog eyes I've ever seen. Then he starts the engine and we speed off toward moms bosses house.

"Sooooo" Chase starts.

"How are you?" I changed the subject to him already. I really dont even feel like talking.

"Im good, what about you? How are you feeling?" Chase seems more than concerned, it brings a new look to his face.

"Im fine, Im okay." I dont want him to worry.

"Thats good" he says and doesnt speak again. The silence is kind of nice. The only sound is the tires of the avalanche on the pavement below us.

Im sitting with my legs crossed, wearing my favorite jean shorts and a t shirt. Chase has on mid-length kahki shorts and a blue and white button down. We cruise in silence until we arrive.

Chase hops out and moves around the front of the truck to open my door for me, something he's always done.

"Thanks Chase," I mumble. We stroll up to the brown door and ring the bell. The house we stand in front of appears huge and expensive.

"Hi, come in guys, your moms been waiting for  you." Its moms boss.

"Thanks," Chase replies. I dont say anything, and give her a soft smile and travel in with him.

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Chase left a while ago and I'm now heading home with mom in her car. Not much happened at this party at all. People kept apologizing and saying their sorrys for my mom and I. To me it sounds like bull shit. Dont get me wrong, I am thankful for them caring but come on its the same things everyone says. Oh, I'm so sorry for your loss. Sorry Taylor, I'm so sorry. Like what are you sorry for? Ugh I just don't like sympathy, I don't know why.

My mind begins to wander. School starts on Wednesday, I don't enjoy it but at least I can see Tori, she lives on the other side of town.

My thoughts had started to jumble together and I never notice until we're in the driveway. I get out and slam the door shut. Its a bad habit of mine. We walk in together and go our separate ways as usual. In my room with so much purple I flip the light on. Its messy but not that bad so I stride over to my bed and just sit there. This has been such a stressful week.