Worlds Collide

Roman

As a child my mother told me stories of magical creatures. Fairies, mermaids, wizards, witches, and so many more. I was always sad to be a human and not have anything cool. But my best friend and childhood friend Logan always brought in facts that somehow confused me to the point that I ended up feeling better.

I'm 24 and he is 27. We wanted to do something for my mother who passed two years ago from old age. (She wasn't that old but that's what the doctors said). I just accepted it. And since my father is no longer in my life I had no one except Logan.

We arrive at my mother's house that now belongs to me. It's a cabin in the middle of the woods with a pond nearby and the closest neighbors are twenty minutes away so we are a little isolated. Its quiet out here which is also nice. I get away from paparazzi and the media reporters.

I walk onto the wooden porch, the wooden stairs creaking as we step on them, the porch has some wooden rocking chairs with small glass tables next to them. There are some cobwebs since no one has been here for two years. After the death of my mother I had stayed home and lost all motivation. I had stopped going to auditions and my manager was mad with me so she left. I'm fine with that since Logan became my new manager. He reads my contracts and makes sure I'm not being over worked, under paid, and that the movies/shows that I'm in won't end up inappropriate or ruin my reputation.

I grab the signal silver key from my pants pocket and unlock the wooden door that has a square window on it with a small crack. We walk in and close the door behind us. I look around after turning on the light and take a deep breath. Smells like dust and freshly cut wood along with another smell that my mother said was magic dust but I think is her old herbs. We will probably have to throw those away since they are old now and probably no longer usuable. I have no idea how they work either or what herbs she has.

(The main room is the picture below)

Logan says, "I will take the upstairs bedroom next to your mother's old room if you would rather have the downstairs bedroom. We also have two bathrooms, one downstairs and one upstairs, then we have the kitchen."

I nod, "That works thank you Logan. And I was mourning not losing my memory." I smile a little at him.

"No problem." He says with a very faint smile on his face. It was hard to see.

He goes out to the car and grabs his three blue and black suit cases and brings them inside. He takes them to his room.

(Logan's room is the picture below)

I then grab my five red suit cases and my red backpack that has my snacks and drinks. I take them to my room which is under my mother's old room.

(Roman's room is the picture below)

I set my suit cases onto my bed and start unpacking. I miss my mother a lot and since it's been two years since she passed I thought about doing something nice for her. Logan and I would always go outside with some contraptions she made and we tried catching mythical creatures. We never caught anything. As I unpack my bags I play 7 years by Lukas Graham to clear my mind. I listen to it when I think about life and how my choices got me here. With my job and things like that.

I have to clean some dust and cobwebs but Logan will help me with cleaning later. I know it will be annoying but I can't let this house become dirty. Well anymore dirty than it already is.

I finish packing and change into more comfortable clothes. Saggy blue jeans, a red shirt with white slashes on it, and tennis shoes that are red and white at the toes. I check myself out in the wall mirror that starts at the base of the wall and ends a few inches under the ceiling. My eyes are brown with hints of red, my hair is light brown, and I am fit since I have a lot of roles in movies that require me to fight, parkcor, run, and be really active overall.

I walk out and see Logan also changed into more comfortable clothes. Grey sweatpants, a black shirt, and blue and black shoes that are checker style. He cleans his glasses before he says anything. He puts them back on and his blue eyes meet mine as he pushes his black hair out of his face. He is taller than me by five centimeters which I hate. But he is older.

"We should start cleaning now then once it starts getting dark we will take care of that game you desire to play. I think the blueprints for your mother's contraptions are in the attic."

I nod, "Yeah. We can look for them once we are done cleaning. We can't let the spiders and other insects ruin this beautiful house. Even if we are only here for a few days."

We planned to come here for three days to have some time to relax and do some activities to memorize my mother. This is our way if thanking her for everything she has done for us.

Logan grabs some disinfectant wipes, dusters, and some cleaning supplies, setting them on the polished wooden counter.

He hands me some cleaning supplies as he says, "I will clean the downstairs you can clean the upstairs. You do not have to clean your mother's room if you do not want to go in there. We can leave that room untouched."

I nod, "Thanks Logan. I think we should stay out of her room. Maybe come back when I'm completely moved on. It's still hard to believe that she is uh... No longer with us." I feel some tears building up and a lump in my throat.

Logan puts a gentle hand on my shoulder, "I understand. Take all the time you need."

I nod and we start cleaning up the house. Both of us lost in our own thoughts. I hope that playing that game later, will help me with closing this part of my life and move on.

I'm so excited to do this story! I have over 20 chapters written right now and they are ready to be posted. I will try posting a chapter everyday or every two days.

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