I woke up on my huge bed. The sun rays were hurting my eyes, forcing me to narrow them so I could get used to the intense brightness. My body was completely covered by my white blankets and my head was piercing. Last night’s concert was extremely loud and my head is hurting from all of the noise. I opened the drawer in my night stand to take an aspirin from there. Luckily I don’t need to get up to get water since I always bring a glass with me to the bedroom in case I needed it.
The taste of the aspirin was horrible, but at least the piercing pain was going to disappear right? Some of the memories from last night came back to my head. That boy came back to my head, and now he has my phone number. It’s not like I can’t change number, but I would lose some contacts that I can’t have back like some old friends number. I’m sure he has been sent to torture me. Have I done something that aggravates you Lord? I must have had for you to sent me him… Or he putted himself in my way. I don’t know, just take him away please. As soon as I dove into my pillow again, burring my face on it, someone knocked on my door.
“Come in!” I said against my pillow
“Johanna?” I heard my mom’s voice “We are waiting for you for breakfast!”
“I’ll be down in a minute!” I said, raising my head from the pillow just enough so she could hear me
I hear the door close and I buried my head again in the pillow. Truth is, today I’m lazy but that’s a sin and I can’t give into it. I turned up, my eyes slowly opening again. The white ceiling was all I could see. The bright light was hitting my eyes, making me narrow them in pain. I was used to the darkness of my room thanks to the dark London night, and now the all mighty clarity comes and ruins everything.
I pulled the cover back, folding them into a perfect triangle. I slipped my feet out of the bed, swinging them and laughing about it. Oddly I was in a good mood this morning, forgetting the fact that I have a terrible headache. I rubbed my hands in my belly, making a small trail with my fingers while I walked towards the bathroom. I looked at my reflection in the mirror.
My hair was a mess, my eyes had bag underneath them and were strangely changed into a grey color, maybe because of the grey jersey and sweatpants. My eyes have this strange thing with them. They change color instantly, sometimes because of my mood, other times because of what I am wearing, but they never change much. I started the shower. I was up to a quick bath before I went to eat, and its Saturday so I can take a little while to get downstairs.
I got out of my clothes and into the shower, feeling the shock of the temperature change spread in my skin, making it gain some goose bumps. The steamy water was comforting and making me feel great even with that now small headache. Thanks to the fine people who invented medicine. They are so helpful now days, you should be proud, really proud.
When my hair was already washed and my body was already smelling like soap, a smell I actually do love, I got out. I could feel the warmth and the steam coming out of my pale skinned body. My body was wrapped in a towel, trying more to preserve the comfy feeling then to cover my naked body. I ran towards the door and got out, entering my bedroom as soon as I opened the white wooded door.
My wardrobe doors were opened, showing the mess I had created yesterday. I can be very messy sometimes, but my mom doesn’t like it so I clean everything up and avoid doing it cause I know it annoys her. In all that mess I actually was able to found some large blue sweatpants and a large white sweater of whose sleeves were pulled so they could cover my hands. I love that, it makes me feel comfy and warm. I got into some slippers and got focused on my wet hair. My sweaters back had already water marks from the hair. I shook my head making some hairs fall in my face just for fun. I laughed about the dark brown hairs in my face and putted them in place, pulling them into a high bun afterwards.
I walked through the bedroom, getting to the door and closing it behind me. My mom always told me that if I was exiting a room and it was going to be empty without my presence there I should close the door so no one looked there for me or for my sisters. As I told you before, of if I hadn’t you had noticed already, I’m a person that follows the rules blindly and I would only break them for a huge exception, and when I say huge I mean really, really huge.
My feet made way towards the houses first floor where my family was. I felt like the staircase never ended. It was huge and made out of dark wood. I could hear noise coming from the dining room, meaning that my sisters were awake already. I walked a bit faster till I got to the door, holding the door knob. I knew that the second I stepped into that room I was about to be drowned in a sea of questions to wich I had no response to. Something tells me that my parents don’t know what type of music the concert was about. If they did they wouldn’t let me go out for sure.
My hand turned the door knob, breathing slowly so I could enjoy the last moments of silence that were about to be replaced by questions. I pushed the door behind, softly so I wouldn’t do that much noise. As soon as I walked in, all the eyes turned to me. I can’t blame them. Besides my parents that rarely are at home except for the weekends, I was the first one that had ever gone out just for fun. I walked towards where my mom was, sitting beside my dad who was sat in the corner of the table.I gave her a kiss in the cheek and walked towards my seat. I was actually surprised by the sudden silence but looking into my sister eyes I could see they were dying to ask me something. I was sure one of them was going to break the silence, instead my mom done it.
“So, how was it last night Johanna?” She asked, taking a fork with a bit of pancaques on it to her mouth
“It was okay!” I said, picking up the silverware so I could do the same thing she had done
“Just that?” Maria said, excitement in her voice
“Yes!” I calmly said “It wasn’t much of a big deal! It was just a show!”
“I hope you had a great time though!” My dad said and I smiled sweetly
We didn’t used to eat when we were eating so that was a big deal. I actually thought my mom was going to break that rule today, but I guess she didn’t because no one said anything more while we were eating. We always have this weird environment when we are sited together. It’s like we have nothing to talk about, but when we are out of the dining room and through with eating we used to talk about everything. One of the rules we have very strongly implied is that we have to respect the food we eat and the table of the Lord.
We ate, all sorts of things like pancaques and orange juice, bacon and eggs… Have I mentioned I love to eat? I think not, but I do! My mom actually criticizes me a bit. She said I need to have a thin waist and a skinny body. My sisters all do, I have curves. The type of curves I’ve been told lead guys to craziness. But I never saw it, I never had a boyfriend so I guess that’s not true. My mom also says that I have to always look good in everything I wear so she doesn’t like me to eat that much. She wants me to be skinny… to be perfect. I tried, I won’t lie to you guys. I started eating a lot less for a few weeks but I couldn’t handle it longer so I went back. Plus, I could get a disease for eating so poorly. My mom never noticed it, but I did so I stopped myself, not satisfying her wishes about my weight.
The only sounds echoing in the room were the silverware rasping against the plates, making my body shiver with the noise. It’s very annoying but sometimes it happens. I could tell Maria was excited to know the details from yesterday but I won’t tell her much. I won’t tell her that my phone number was took against my will for example, I won’t tell her what kind of music was neither. I want to spear her the nasty details of the night, like that Niall guy. Luckily the tasty food took my mind out of that though, of that guy’s memory. If I did stay and think about him I would regret it for sure. I will just putt him and his memory in the dustiest and darkest corner of my mind, that strangely is a empty room with open windows and a beautiful view of the outside. Meaning: My mind does not have dust neither it does have any tiny bit of dark in it.
When I got through with eating and looked up, I noticed I was the last one through with eating. I glanced at my mom. I knew she didn’t approve me eating this much but I like it so I will just skip the fact and not get hurt by that like I end up every morning. Since I was the last one I picked up everyone’s plates from the table and took them back to the kitchen. Wandering if I have a maid? I do not have one. My parents might be rich, they might be powerful but they say that in life nothing comes granted so we have to learn to do thing our own way with no help what so ever. I place them in the sink and soaked them so I could wash and clean them latter. I got back to the dining room and saw them all sited on the table. My dad, mom and younger sister Maria like to have coffee in the end of the breakfast and my dad used to go get it to Starbucks. I like coffee too but I prefer tea or hot chocolate. That’s why my dad brings tea from a shop close to Starbucks.
The cups were on top of the table and I only had to grab it. I sat and surrounded the cup of coffee with my hands, feeling the warmth from the tea inside of the white cup. I love this feeling of coziness and warmth. I like the simple things in life, the sun, the smell of the rain, the flavor in things, feeling the warmth under the sheets, laughing, playing videogames, a hug, a great book and a cup of coffee. Some of my favorite things can be done in the comfort of your home. That’s where my life has taking me to, loving the simple stuff.
I drank my tea with my family’s company and when they returned to the living room to spend a bit of quality time together, the only ten minutes we have a week, I returned to the kitchen so my task of washing the dishes was completed. I opened the water, and started to wash the dishes. I actually get mesmerized about how water acts on your skin. You see it hit your skin softly and you feel it get wet there, but your skin doesn’t absorb it, well it does you just can’t see it in naked eyes. What I mean is that the water reflects your skin tone so perfectly, so flawlessly that it kind of impresses me. I spent more time that I should have, playing with the water than cleaning the dishes.
When I got through with it I returned to the living room. My parents were still there, looking at the TV. Some educational program was on. I was about to sit next to Adriana when I heard my phone ringing in my bedroom. I looked at them and shrugged, making them laugh low pitched. I walked weakly, my posture not the best of them all. I was about to leave the living room when my mom spoke.
“You’re posture Johanna! Work on your posture!” I looked at her and smiled, correcting my posture and walking out of the living room.
I ran upstairs and grabbed my phone. It was the crazy and funny Danny, my best friend. I quickly answered it, happy that I was going to talk to her again. She might had dragged me into that crazy adventure that was last night but I still love her to pieces and would never stop talking to her because of a jerk like that Niall guy or any other guy in this word. I connected the phone with my ear after pulling the green ball to the side.
“Hel-“She cutted me off before I could eve finish
“Tonight, you and me, clubbing!” She stated, happy as anyone can get
“Danny, I…” I started but she cutted me off again
“You are coming!” She finished for me
“I don’t want to push my parents! They had done me a favor already when they let me out with you yesterday!” I said, closing the door behind me and starting to walk towards the first floor of the house
“It’s not a favor! You can go out when you want, you know that!” She said, a bit annoyed
“You know I like to follow the rules! Their house hold, their rules! I can’t go out without them knowing about it!” I said, already in the entrance hall of my house and heading towards the living room
“That’s the problem?” She snorted in discontent “Pass the phone to one of them! I’ll convince them!”
“Danny, I…” She cutted me off, again
“Just do it please!” She begged “Now that I have you going out with me I can’t lose you!” I laughed about that comment of hers
“Just, be careful of what you say okay?” I entered the living room
“Okay! Now hand one of them the phone please!”
I looked at both of my parents, perfectly still and looking at the TV, my dad’s arm around my moms’ shoulders. I smiled with that vision and tried to decide to wich one of them to hand the phone too. I didn’t want to traumatize Danny so I decided to give it to my dad. He’s always softer with words, and saying half truths its better than saying to someone they are not good company to their oldest daughter. I handed my dad the phone and he frowned
“Talk to her!” I whispered and he nodded
The phone was connected with his ear. I smiled. My dad is rarely seen on the phone. As I told you before, my mom is the one who does all the talking stuff. My dad is just quiet while she talks, but you can tell they had discussed it earlier.
“Hello Danny! (…) You want her to (…) I did let her once but (…) Danny I don’t know if (…) You promise you won’t give her drinks? (…) Then I guess she can go! Take care of her okay? (…) Okay, see you soon Danny!” He handed me the phone.
I quickly connected the phone to my ear and got out of the living room, waiting to know if my dad had let me or not. I had a feeling he did. He’s always telling this stories when he was younger, my mom tries to hide it but we know she had them too. They say they tell us so we don’t do the same things and the same mistakes can be avoided.
“So, did he let me?” I asked her, no emotion in my voice
“He did!” She giggled
“I don’t know how you manage to manipulate people like that!” I wandered
“The trick is to not let people finish what they have to say! They will get so annoyd they will do everything you want!” I giggled “Are you excited to go?”
“We’re going to a place with high music, how do you want me to feel? Happy? I had a headache when I woke up!” I said calmly
“I see it has vanished!” She laughed
It actually had. I hadn’t even noticed it before. Maybe my thoughts had suffocated the pain in my head while the aspirin made effect. I was actually happy that the pinching feeling was gone, forever I hopped.
“Thanks to the amazing people who discovered and processed the aspirin!” I laughed with her
My rooms door was showed to me. Without noticing it, I had gone to the second floor, going up the stairs in a blink of an eye. I opened the door and extended my body over the perfectly triangle folded covers. I paid attention to her again, after I looked outside a couple of times to check on the weather. It had darkened a bit since I woke up. C’mon clouds, it was such a beautiful day.
“… and it’s a very prestigious one!” Was the only thing I could understand from our previous conversation/monologue Hey, are you there?”
“Yes! I was checking the weather!” She laughed
“Okay, talk to you later weather girl! In my house, 9 o’clock and DON’T be late!”
“Have you ever heard about British punctuality love?” We both laughed
“Well, gotta go, see ya!” She hurried
“See you later love!” I hanged up
I placed the phone on top of my bed side table, rolling towards it since I was right in the middle of the bed with my belly up. After I placed it, I got up. My bed was a disgrace. I had do make it before anyone get here, plus I don’t like reading here with the room out of place. I made my bed and tidied up the wardrobe a bit too so I wouldn’t have to do it in the Sunday.
I walked towards my shelf and grabbed one of my favorite books from there. I don’t like that anyone touched the collection because they are old. I always loved old book, they make you feel the real stuff and get concentrated on the story. The books are sensitive and expensive because some of them are the only existent old copy, I don’t want them wrecked and the least small movement could tear apart a page. It’s not that I don’t trust my sister, is just I guard this collection of my life and it’s one of the things I love the most… I told you I like the simple stuff.
My mind wandered where we would go tonight. If I had payed more attention to Danny I might know some of this stuff. The problem is my mind was somewhere else when she was talking. She likes to talk, a lot. I don’t care, she fulfils that blank space in our talks. I love her to pieces and it’s not that small thing that’s gonna change that. I tried to concentrate on the book, but the back of my head was always wandering where we were going? Was it going to be a loud one? I sure hope not. I want peace, but Danny begged me to go so I will go. I will d anything for her, I would give up my life for her.
Someone knocked, making my thoughts disappear and my eyes concentrating on the door. Who was it? My mom saying that I couldn’t go? My dad saying he made a mistake? I decided to let the person in question to find out.
“Come in!” The door opened
Maria appeared from the other side of the door, making me frown. She doesn’t usually gets out of her room in the weekends, only to get breakfast. She likes to study so she doesn’t forget the things she learned in school. She closed the door behind her and walked slowly towards the bed where I was sit at.
Once she sat I could get a better look at her face. She was upset, worried about something. She doesn’t usually gets like this about something ordinary. It has to be pretty bad for her to end up like this. I putted my thumb in her chin, making her look up at me.
“What’s wrong M?” I asked her, worried
“I…I…” She started, looking down again
“What is it? You can tell me everything you want!”
“I know! But…”I cutted her off
“But nothing, tell me!” I closed my book, slowly putting it on top of my bedside table
“I forgot my Chemistry book and my phone in my locker at school! I have a test on Monday! I need to study Jo!” She said, a tear falling down her cheek. She really concerns about her grades
“Calm down love! Can’t any of your friends land it to you?” I cleaned the tear
“I don’t know! I can’t really reach them without my phone!” She said, looking down
I like to play by the rules, I had told you already. I was used to be asked stuff by Maria, but nothing like that. She was asking me to break the rules, plus, the school was closed at the weekends. I had to break a bunch of rules to get her book and her phone too. But she need it, and I won’t let this ruin her perfect record. I knew what I had to do… I had to go and get it. I can’t let her education have the tiny bit amount of flaw, and it’s going to be a book that’s gonna ruin her record. I looked at the clock. It was 11:29! I couldn’t go and get it now. I had to go after lunch, but I would go. What kind of sister was I if I didn’t even try to help my sister, and if I needed to get in trouble because of that, so be it. At least I know she has a bright future.
“I’ll take care of it!” She looked up at me, a sparkle in her eyes… hope “But I’ll do it after lunch, and I’ll need some time! I promise you’ll get it before dinner okay?” She nodded “Now, go enjoy your weekend once in your life!” She smiled and handed me the keys that I figured were the lockers.
She smiled and got up, leaving my room. I had no idea of how I was going to leave the house without my parents noticing it, but I had to, it was my sister. Plus, if they found out she had for it they were get mad at her and I don’t want that. I rather have them screaming at me than at my sisters.
**
It’s seven and a half. The night was already upon us, dark and cold. I was trying to gather some courage to go and get her book. I never really broke any rule made by my mom, and I was already behind schedule so I had to run. First I have to figure out a way to get downstairs without hurting myself. What about making a rope out of my sheets? No, that would make a mess and I don’t want that, plus, people who walk in the street would notice and warn my parents. I know! I have my oak tree.
The oak tree is a tree my parents planted when I was born in front of my bedrooms window. It was quite big and strong now. One of the branches actually was long enough for me to reach it. From my porch I could reach it, I only needed to try. I changed clothes quickly. I got out of my blue sweatpants and white sweater to get into some dark jeans, a brown shirt and a leather jacket. I pulled my hairs into a pony-tail and looked at the wardrobes mirror. I felt like a thug. I felt bad and impure, but it would worth it if Maria can have another A and show me that beautiful smile she has.
I sighed at my own reflection and turned to look at the window that led to my porch. My feet made way till the door, closing it so no one would think I was in there, maybe that would buy me some more extra minutes. From there I walked towards the window and opened it, getting into the porch. I closed the window, leaving the bedroom with the lights turned on. I turned to see the strong branch a few inches away from my porch. Problem is, I’m extremely afraid of heights and my porch is high from the ground. Think about Maria, that will be all the incentive you need.
I held the white wooded rail of the porch with one hand with all the strength I had. The other one tried to reach the branch. I had to bend more so I could reach it. Unfortunately I made the unforgivable mistake of looking down and I felt dizzy. I actually fell behind in the porch, trying to get my strength back. When I notice I’m in a high place I get extremely dizzy and sometimes it causes me to fade. I couldn’t just quit. I had to do this… For M!
I got up again, leaning without holding the rail and grabbing the branch. After I was absolutely sure I could hold on that it would break, my feet were put on top of the rail, my hand holding on the branch. I kept in my head the idea of not looking down, but it was too much. I looked down and then up right away, closing my eyes and trying to concentrate. My small nails were completely buried into the oaks tree holding on for my life. I had to do this. I took a deep breath and opened my eyes again, jumping into the branch.
My legs fell perfectly, one at each side of the branch. I was being completely reckless and irresponsible about my own life, but I had to if I wanted to help Maria. I dragged my body till I got to the tree trunk and held to the wood. One of my hands slowly moved from there to the branch I was sat in, holding it. My left leg moved to the other side and my free hand held the branch just like the other one was doing. I was now suspended on middle air, swinging back and forth. I let go of my hands after a few seconds of indecision.
My knees feel directly on the ground and it was extremely necessary I putted a hand on my mouth so I wouldn’t scream, but my eyes got watery. My knees were hurt and bleeding, I could feel it. You see, under my tree there’s grass and rocks so the garden looks pretty. I had the bad luck of hitting on the rocks with my knees, so they were pretty damaged.
I got up, still a bit affected by the pain, but now that I was half the way I couldn’t stop. I limped towards the road. I couldn’t take the car with me, it would be a signal I was missing from my room. I decided to walk forgetting the fact that I was limping. I walked as fast as I could towards Marias school. I knew it was going to be closed, but at least a window should be open. I walked for fifteen minutes, double the time I used to need to do that path but I finally got there. I walked the sand path again, like they did yesterday. I was praying I wouldn’t fall in there because if I did my knees would get worst.
The building was dark, dingy, and it was scaring me… a lot. But I had to do this, there’s no turning back. I saw a window opened. Great, at least one of them is, and I’m lucky it’s on the first floor. I runned towards the window as fast as I could and pressed my hands on the granite rock, lifting my body from the ground. My hurt legs were slipped inside the building and I had to jump so I could get to the floor. But I knew it was going to hurt…a lot. I closed my eyes and jumped, falling on the ground the second my feet touched the ground. A tear escaped my left eyes, but I cleaned it up. I was stronger than this, no small knee pain is gonna stop this girl here from getting her sister what she needs.
I got up, supporting on one of the chairs of the common classroom. My hands supported on the next one and the next one and the next one, helping my feet move like the chairs were crutches. I got out of that room and headed down the scary and dark hallway. I thanked that I had to get in here one day so I could call Maria. She was distracted asking questions to the teacher so I got worried. She was taking more time that day. Because of that small break in, I knew where the lockers were. I supported on the walls, walking towards the green lockers.
It hitted me, Maria hadn’t told me the number her locker was. Se only gave me this key. I took it out of my pocket and saw it had a plaque attached to it. A plaque with the number 423, her locker number. I sighed in relief and looked for her locker. I found it, one that was in the edge of the huge trail of the exact same lockers. I pushed my body from the wall, hitting the lockers and making a loud noise echo through the school. I grabbed the key and opened the locker at great cost. I had to get the things and get out of there as fast as I could.
I saw that the locker was tidy so getting what I wanted wasn’t that hard. I grabbed the book and the phone, putting the phone into my pocket and closing the zipper so I wouldn’t lose it. I closed the locker, thanking the fact that this school has no night guard because I made too much noise to get what I wanted.
I pushed my body from the lockers and hitted the wall, falling on the ground with the impact. I needed that push so I could walk better, but this time I had push too hard and I lost my balance. I grabbed the side of a corkboard and got up, holding on to the wall again. Luckily for me the room from where I got in wasn’t far. I only had to walk some meters. God, why am I getting into so much trouble lately? I need to get back on the bright side of life again.
I held the door knob and turned it quickly, holding it till I reached the first chair for support. I made sure I closed the door so no one had ever notice I was even there. My hands pressing against the chairs back were starting to hurt. Can you tell me this isn’t a warning? Because I think God is punishing me already! I was just trying to help my sister, just forgive me this time.
My palms pressed against the granite of the base of the window again and my body was lifted from the ground. The pain was starting to get excruciating, and jumping into my legs is gonna make it worst, I know it will. But I’ll have to take it. As soon I jumped into my feet I felt the pain coming back but I didn’t fall. I held my body in the granite since one of my hands was holding on to it, hoping it would hurt less if I pressed somewhere else. I was wrong in case you were wandering.
I letted go the granite and walked, damaged, towards my house. I was taking longer now, no shock there, my legs were worst. When I was in the middle of the path, the towns’ church bell rand, meaning it was 8 o’clock. Shoot, we always have dinner at eight past ten! I have to hurry up. I was so scared I started to run as fast as I could. My mum could never know I was out of the house. My knees were bad and if I looked at the jeans I could see the stains the blood was leaving in them, but I didn’t care. I just wanted to get to my room.
I could see my house already, so I hurried up even more, running with all the strength I had left. I reached the tree but I had no idea how to get myself up again. My only option was to jump… again. I had to try, it’s not like I was going to lose something with trying. I jumped once, trying to grab the branch, no success, I actually discovered I had something to win, not lose, and that’s pain. I had to do it again, regardless if I was going to pain or not. I actually preferred to have my knee hurting than my mum screaming at me. I jumped, my eyes closed, expecting to feel the pain again. I didn’t. My arms surrounded the branch perfectly so I swung and fell perfectly on top of it.
“Johanna!” I heard my mom calling from the other side of the window.
Shoot, shoot, shoot! I’m in trouble if she finds out. I quickly dragged my body out of the branch and fell on the porch, feeling the sudden pain up my legs again.
“Johanna!” She seemed angry at my lack of response
I walked towards the window, opening it and getting in. As soon as I closed the window, the door knob was turning. I had no idea of what to do, I was frozen, no I was screwed actually.
“Johanna, what are you doing in bed? And why was your door closed?”
I managed to sneak into my bed while the door was being opened, it was a close call, a really, really close call. I was able to pull the covers up so my clothes wouldn’t show, but I knew she couldn’t stay in my room looking at me for more than 20 seconds, if she did she would see the blood stains in the covers and would rip them of my body, seeing my clothes.
“I took a nap mom, I was a bit tired and I have to go out later!” I informed her, faking a tired mumbling of someone who just woke up
“Okay sweetie! But don’t close the door okay?” She asked sweetly
“ Hu-hum!” I agreed
“We’re waiting for you downstairs! You still have to get dinner before you go out!”
“Okay mom! I’ll be down in five okay?” I tried to hurry up her leaving
“Yes!” She agreed and left.
I sighed with relief and took the covers from my body so they would get stained. I held the bedside table and got up, pressing it. Forgetting the pain, I had a smile on my face. I was happy I was able to help my sister, but now was time to help myself. I walked towards the bathroom.
In the cabinet I had a cream that makes the place that’s hurting get numb so the pain goes away. I thanked my mom for buying it for me. I sat on the small bench I had there and took the cream from the cabinet. It was a long and orange tube with a strange name I can’t pronounce, but it’s really good. I took my pants off and looked at my knees. I had two wounds, one in each knee. They had stopped bleeding a few seconds ago, thank you platelets! Thanks to you guys I can now spread the cream in the wounds.
As I did so, I felt the wounded places get cold and numb, taking all of the pain away for my relief. I waited a bit though, to make sure the wounds were completely numb. When I got up I was sure they were completely numb. I was going to be able to walk normally, until the effect runs out of course, not even this cream is eternal… but it could be that I wouldn’t mind.
I took off the rest of the clothes, getting into my old ones s that no one would notice I changed. I laid the book on top of my bed so that M would find it, but I was going to tell her when I get downstairs. I got out of my room, closing the door behind me and walking downstairs. They were in the dining room, waiting for me of course. I walked through the entrance hall and opened the door, not waiting a single second. While I walked towards my place the only thing I said was: “Maria, you forgot your Chemistry book in my room!”
She smiled at me and I smiled back. I could tell she was relieved by the fact she was going to be able to study for her test.
**
I decided to get ready to leave since it was 8:30 and I was already late. I just thought I should give my knees a rest before I went out so I spent half an hour sited in the bed, looking at the wounds. Someone knocked at my door when I was about to get up.
“Come in!” I said sweetly and got up from the bed
“Hello!” Maria jumped inside
“Hello!” I smiled at her “How are the studies going?”
“I stopped to help you chose your outfit!” She smiled sweetly
“I will gladly take your advices!” I said, opening the wardrobe
“What do you want to wear?” She laid on my bed
“Something colorful!” I smiled widely at her
“But something open too!” She smiled back and I frowned
“No open stuff M! You know I don’t like those stuff!” I looked at the wardrobe again
“But choose something appropriate then!” She said, supporting her head in her hand
“No short clothes neither!” I laughed, perfectly reading her mind.
“Okay!” She gave up, snorting next
I dove into my wardrobe and found some galaxy leggings. I love them and they are colorful so I love them. Maria was quiet on the bed so, to mess with her, I throwed her the leggings, waking her up from her day dream. They fell right in her head, covering parts of her hair and I started to laugh uncontrollably.
“Are you going with this?” She asked
“Yes love!” I disguised a laugh
“Use that shirt then!” She pointed
“Which one?” I looked at the wardrobe
She got up and walked towards the wardrobe with my legging in her hands. She grabbed a white t-shit with a heart that actually fitted very well.
“It looks goo right?” She asked
“Yes, it does!” I took the stuff from her hands, smiling sweetly
I putted everything on top of the bed and stripped off my sweatpants. I completely forgot my knees we hurt and the wounds were fresh. I completely forgot Maria wasn’t supposed to see them, but she did. She looked at the wounds and then at me. I covered my knees with my hands. Trying to ignore her glare at me. But she wouldn’t just let that go. She walked in my direction and grabbed my wrists, taking them from covering the marks.
“Was that because of the book and the phone?” I didn’t answer “Was it?” She insisted.
There was no point in lying to her, even if I did, wich I don’t do, she isn’t dumb, she’ll figure it out. I just nodded, giving her the answer she wanted so badly. She seemed terrified and sat on the bed, looking at me with an affected face. I sat next to her, smiling. Her eyes never left that smile of mine, probably wandering why I was smiling to her since the guilt was on her. But she wasn’t guilty. I did it because I wanted to… Because I wanted to be a good sister
“Calm down love! I’m okay!”
“But… Your knees, your perfect colored and soft knees!” She said, terrified I would get angry at her
“It is not your fault. I did it because I wanted to!” I stated, knowing exactly what was going on in her head
“It is my fault!” She looked down
“No! I was the one who fell so the blame is on me! You didn’t push me or anything right?” She laughed and shook her head no “So, it’s my fault! And don’t worry! This will be healed in two or three days!” I smiled at her
“Are you sure you’re not… angry!” I shook my head negatively
“Know, let me get dressed cause I’m behind schedule!” I got up.
I got into the clothes (http://data.whicdn.com/images/70649234/large.jpg) and looked at Maria. We both knew there was something missing. She got up and walked towards a small box I had where all my jewelry was. She grabbed a necklace in a clover shape and putted around my neck. It fell perfectly between my breasts and looked perfect since it was made out of silver. I just letted my hair naturally curled and went downstairs with Maria.
“So, study hard but go o bed early okay?” She nodded
“Johanna?” My mom called
“I’m about to leave mom!” she appeared in the end of the hallway.
She looked at my clothes. She always does this, it actually stopped being embarrassing and making me feel weird, I just grew used to it. She nodded slightly and I nodded back.
“Have a great night sweetie!” I smiled at her and then looked at Maria
“Follow my advices okay?” She nodded “Now, don’t miss me much! Bye!” I laughed and got out of the house.
I walked towards my blue mini cooper, opening it with the key. I got in and started the car, turning on the radio. I felt like singing so I did till I get to Danny’s. I don’t know why she is always partying. Believe it or not she’s a smart girl, she might be a total wreck behind the wheel but she’s a smart girl. Where is she taking me anyways? I’m curious, too curious maybe!
The girl standing in the sidewalk, dressed provocatively seemed familiar. Sure she seemed familiar, it was Danny. I stopped next to her and she placed her hands in the glass, making a round shape to cover the light from the street lamp, she wanted to make sure it was me. I smiled at her and she opened the door, getting in. She looked stunning like always. She’s really pretty and I don’t get tired of telling her that, because she’s my best friend.
“Hello!” She said, putting the seat belt one
“Hi!” I smiled sweetly
She just looked at me. I looked at her, not knowing what was happening or what she was doing. Her blue eyes were fixed on mine like she wanted to tell me something. She looked at the road and then at me
“What are you waiting for?” She asked
“Erm… Directions!” I said awkwardly
“I gave them to you over the phone!”
“I didn’t listen love, I’m sorry!” I apologized
“It’s okay! Look you have to…” She gave me the directions
**
We almost took an hour but we finally got to the place where Danny told me the directions to. It looked dark from the outside with the huge signal on top, indicating the name I didn’t even bother to read. Danny got out and I followed her lead. She knew I had never done this before so she helped me. She grabbed my arm and we got into the not long line. We only had a couple of persons in front of us, and when they got in, our turn was up. The huge security guys gave me chills. He was huge and had enormous muscles. He had also a scar in the side of his neck. Someone tried to mark him for like of kill him? I better don’t think about this stuff because I’ll get scared and will start wandering and I don’t want to wander.
Danny talked to the guys whose name I learned was Dough. She pulled me inside and led me towards a small staircase, never letting go of my hand. She was excited, I could tell from her behavior. I took a better look around to see the club.
I was dark. All of the walls were black and the only thing that was glowing was the lights. People laughing and dancing, drunks, passed out people and making out sessions. Danny had told me about those, and she had told me about hickeys too, about almost everything. I tried to make her shut up but she didn’t want to. She knew I absorb information quickly so she kept talking and talking nonstop, making me know all this stuff I don’t want to know. There were some benches and tables in a corner of the room too, everything black. Believe it or not I was the brightest thing in there, and I was just wearing a white t-shirt.
“What do you think?” She was hopeful
“It’s not my style but I’ll take it for you!” She hugged me
“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” I laughed “Now, let’s dance!”
Before I could do anything Danny had already pulled me into the dance floor. I can’t dance, she knows it. I use to say I have two left feet, so while she was dancing sexily I just stood there, perfectly still and not knowing what to do. I really don’t know how to dance and Danny didn’t seem to mind that. Because of the crowd we started to grow apart. I tried to reach her, but the crowd didn’t let me get through, pushing me the other way of where Danny was in.
I was concentrated looking for a way to find Danny when two hands gabbed my waist and turned me around. I couldn’t believe he was here. He leaned down to my ear, saying loud enough so I could hear him over the music.
“What are you doing her Little Princess?” I frowned and pushed him back
“That’s none of your business!” I spat
“Oh… That’s where you are wrong!” He got closer again, pressing himself against me again.
His tattooed hands started to run down my hip to the thigh and I just stood there, not knowing what to do. Why was he doing this? What does he want? Who does he think he is? I came back to reality and pushed him back again, looking fearless into his eyes.
“What do you want?” I asked rudely
He said something but because of the music I couldn’t hear! I shrugged for him to notice I hadn’t understand. He repeated but I still couldn’t understand those words. He got sick of trying to yell so he got closer again, his hands in both sides of my neck, forcing me to look up at him.
“I want you to go out with me!” I laughed.
Was he serious? What does a boy like that want from me? I’m I won’t give him what he wants, if you know what I mean! I won’t go out with him, I didn’t want to. I stopped laughing when I saw his smile. He got happy knowing he was rejected? Jesus, this boy is weird.
“You have no choice!” He smiled
“Or what?” I defied
“Or I’ll show…” He took his phone out of his pocket, giving it to me “…this to your parents missy!”
I looked at the screen. There was a picture of me swinging in the branch of the oak tree when I was about to escape my house to go get Marias book. He was there? He saw me? How did he…? How could he…? Why did he…? I looked up at him, looking into his piercing blue eyes and opening my mouth slightly.
“You… wouldn’t… would you?” I could feel my eyes trembling while I waited the answer
He shoved his hands in his pockets and leaned into me. He was a bit taller than me so now our eyes are at the same height. He starred at my parted lips and looked into my eyes.
“Try me!” He threatened
I took a step back. My parents could never know I was out of the house. I would be grounded for life if they found out, and I don’t want that, plus if it only takes being with him for a couple of hours than so be it. I’m not afraid of him and I won’t let my parents find out about this… I did it to protect my sister!
“Deal!” I whispered
“Great Little Princess!” He held my waist, pulling me towards him again “I’ll pick you up at seven tomorrow. Your house!”
“How do you even know where my house is?” I asked intrigued
“Who doesn’t know wheHope you like it :))re is the Skyes house hold is? You need to get informed on you own personal life girl, your parents are famous!” I rolled my eyes
“Well, since you have all those screaming girls after you…” I pointed at a small group of them, giving me dirty looks “…you should know privacy is a good thing!”
“Yeah right!” He rolled his eyes playfully
I was still so shaken by that deal of ours that I had completely forgot his hands were in my hips. He was pressing his fingers on them, making me groan in pain.
“That’s so unattractive!” He spat
“What do you want me to do? I didn’t born to be attractive Niall!” I spat
“You were born to be mine!” He said and I raised my eyebrows.
“I am not such a thing!” He smirked and leaned down, whispering on my ear
“Not yet you’re not!” He whispered seductively, making me shiver “See you tomorrow Little Princess!”
With that he letted go of me and walked out of the club. What the hell happened here? You just accepted going out with him! But why did he black mailed me? Because he probably knew I wouldn’t go out with him free willed… Because I really wouldn’t go!