Ever Wonder?

A

Spinning head and heavy breathing. Another nightmare. All I could hope was that I wasn't screaming. I wouldn't want to disturb anyone for it was only my third night and if they had me screaming already, they'd surely kick me out. I think. Or at least, that's my guess.

But apparently I wasn't. Nobody had come through and I was glad about that. Being here just made me on my guard, watching for any mistakes I may have made. Of course my first mistake was already made - I was here. I'd made them sorry for me and that wasn't what I wanted. I wanted to be alone but with an offer like the one I was made it would be simply rude to refuse.

I remember arriving at the airport at 11:06am exactly, my hair a mess and mascara blotched around my eyelashes. My bag was small, and contained everything I had owned since my swift departure from my home... And yet, even though I was like this, Kristin came running up to me, open armed and embracing me into a tight hug.
"You're safe and you're okay." she had told me, instantly making me feel slightly better. She had ushered me back to her car from there, where my bag was placed in the boot of the car, and I in the passenger seat.

To be truthful, I had never been in the passenger seat of a car. Always in the back, generally squished between my two siblings - who loved to put their feet on me and giggle - and the door. She had placed her hand on my shoulder and smiled, telling me that "All would be okay now" and that I'd be fine. My trust in this girl was strange, for having never met her I couldn't tell if she was as nice as she was made out to be. But so far, she was.

The drive wasn't an unpleasant experience, but it made me feel strange. I'd flown thousands of miles - paid for by her and her family - to stay with her for a while and she was fine with this? If I were her, I'd honestly question the situation but luckily for me, she didn't.

Standing up, I shivered and re-positioned my pillow, being as quiet as I possibly could be. Getting back into bed, I sighed and tried to smile at my ceiling but no avail. The smile just wouldn't form at the sides of my mouth, no matter how much I would try to smile. My head spun as I sat up, picked the glass of water from the bedside cabinet and took a drink - all the while contemplating just not going back to sleep. After all, it was 6am - there really wasn't much point.

The noise of a door creaking open and footsteps coming down the hallway jolted me into awareness, and I put my head on the pillow and closed my eyes as quickly as I could to fake asleep. As soon as I heard the sigh, I realised it was no good.
"You couldn't sleep huh?" came the voice, the voice I was already accustomed to but now even more so.
"No. I'm sorry." I let out a breath of air, sitting up and opening my eyes once again.
"I get it, you know. You're too stressed. But I promise you'll be safe here." he smiled at me from the doorway, where he stood.
"I know Mikey." I tried to force a smile at him but it still wouldn't work.
Mikey moved himself away from the door and wandered over to me with an apologetic sigh. "Come on," he smiled. "Come through to the kitchen. I'll make you coffee and you can talk to me."
"Okay..." was my only reply, a regrettable tear falling from my left eye as I stood to follow him.
"It's alright. It's alright." Mikey said, wrapping his arms around me in a friendly embrace. "Kristin was right about taking you here. And we'll be here as long as you need us. You can be open with me and her, you know that right?" he asked, kneeling down to my short height of five foot nothing.
A nod was the only thing I could do now.