I was conscious before I opened my eyes. The air I breathed in was fresh and clean. There was no noise to be heard. Eyes still shut, I shifted about. I was lying on a bed, or maybe a mattress. It was a significant improvement from the floor, but it wasn't really the most comfortable of beds, either. The first thing I saw after opening my eyes was a plain, white ceiling. I almost flipped out - I thought that I was back in Carl Cooper's prison cell. But then I noticed the lower, significantly larger window right next to me. It occurred to me that the bed I was lying on was against the wall. Too tired to move my whole body, I turned my head to the right. There was an opaque, grey door that looked unlocked. Focusing my eyes closer to myself, I noticed that there was a small square table beside me, with some food on it. Thank goodness, they weren't like the plastic-tray-stale-bread food I'd consumed for the past ... month? It was just a small pack of chocolate chip cookies and a glass of fruit juice. My mouth watered as my eyes made contact with the food, and at that instance I realized exactly how hungry I was. Like a wild animal, I snatched them from the table and wolfed them down - a bite of the cookie, a drink of the juice, a bite, a drink ... I was subconsciously aware of some juice trickling down my chin, but I didn't do anything about it. I was starving. My legs ached slightly as I put the empty glass and packet back, swinging them out of the bed. I had to walk around for a bit after standing up, as they were pretty stiff. When I looked down, I realized with a shiver that I was wearing an unfamiliar t-shirt and a pair of jeans. They weren't the same clothes that I had worn when I fell. They weren't the same clot... ... middle of paper ... ...rself out. I shut the door and turn around. What the heck just happened? I walked to the kitchen. I could see dad outside in the garden through the window, Alia reading on the swings. Mum handed me a mug of tea when I came in. "Thanks." I said as I took a sip. "Where's your friend?" Mum asked. "She left," I said briefly. "She and Cody and Kenzie, they aren't really on the best of terms." Mum nodded understandingly. Almost as if on cue, the doorbell rang again. Running a hand through my hair, I paced towards the door again and opened it, to my two best friends. "Hey," they said, and I greeted them in return. "We saw Ashley on the way here, like only a couple seconds ago." Cody said, pulling a face. "Did she come here before?" "No." I paused for a few seconds. I loved my two friends like sisters, but I wasn't ready to tell them. Not yet.
A movement catches my eye, which isn’t rare considering I can see myself and my environment from every possible angle. It’s breakfast, consisting of a chunk of stale bread and a cup of water. I devour it quickly.
She sat down with a plastered grin on her face. The smell of the food compelled Hallelujah to start digging in. She not only took a big bite out of the toast and chowed down on some of the eggs but she ate a bit of the bacon. She sipped some of the hot coffee and gulped.
Light began to seep into my mind trying to pull me away from the darkness. It was no use my mind was already sinking farther. Something rough pressed against my hand causing my mind to panic and grip a piece of light pulling me back to reality. My body was now waking from its forced slumber.
You rolled over from your stomach to your side to see what happened- or more importantly where you were-.
“It was you and me, Addy.” Beth said reminding her finally of them and acknowledging that it was never going to be them, it was always going to be
I snuggled into my bed, smiling as I bundled myself in the warm blankets. I scrunched up my face, feeling something poke my back gently. I rolled over, nuzzling my face into my pillow once more. I ignored the soft hissing noises that were coming from behind me and started to drift off again. My eyes shot open, I feeling something land on top of me, causing me to wheeze at the sudden pressure.
When I opened the door I was surprised to see all three of my guest standing before me. I guess it was coincidence that they all arrived at the very same time, but, nevertheless, they were right on the dot and I welcomed them into my home. After we all made our introductions, I took their coats and gave them a quick tour of my small, but cozy house.
“I know it’s hard but she would have wanted the best for you.” Logan prompted.
I woke up to the pungent smell of hospital disinfect, invading my nostrils. The room was silent apart from my heavy breathing and the beep beep sound you often hear in hospitals that indicates you're alive. I slowly opened my eyes, squinting in attempt to sharpen the blurred images before me. I glanced around and took in the deserted, blue and white colour schemed hospital bedroom. How long have I been here? I shut my eyes, trying to remember what had exactly happened. Then it all hits me with a bang. The memory of it all starts to occupy my thoughts.
“No “we”, i think i’ll be better off alone, i don’t think trusting you would be a great idea” i said walking away
"You said that I could have either you or the other guys." She said looking out of the window wearily.
I arose from my sleep up with my mouth feeling like a desert and saw the moon, which reflected off the lake in front of the lodge, shining it’s light into our small room, all of my family was asleep so tiptoed down the stairs and looked out the gargantuan rectangular window and the scene was breathtaking the mountains towered out of my sight and the moonlight outlined them with light. I detected a rattle somewhere around in my surroundings spun around and saw a janitor, camouflaged in the darkness wearing a black jumpsuit and had a scraggly, ungroomed gray beard.
Looking down the hole that led to nowhere, I could taste the bitterness of my fate; the sour spit that hunger had released into my dry mouth drizzled around in an uncontrolled manner. My stomach churned and my intestines were strangled, as though a snake had twirled around them and slit them with its sharp and jagged teeth releasing a strong poison that irritated the surface of my innards.
"Well, I had to get home before my cousin and aunt. They aren't. . . the most loving family, but they're the only ones I have left."
There was a door that I had never gone in. It stood out in the middle