Rambling on: I just wanted to say that this is an Eli/OC story. That mean no Clare. Now I know, I love Eclare too but this was a special* request and I just hope you like it. Now, I'm going to let you know there will be no Elijah in this chapter. But I did work very hard on this so I'd like it very much if I got at least one review? Eh. Hope you like.
The Heart Never Lies; The Big Move.
I looked at the different enchanting colors of blue that laid before me. I just couldn't pick. I looked up at the girl behind the counter. The noises she was making while filing her nails wasn't helping either as she tapped her foot. "For God shakes Lizard!" My older brother, Jake scream at me. He had been pacing behind me for the past fifteen minutes and he wasn't a patient person.
I turned around annoyed and gave him a look tell him to back off before turning back to the lady in front of me. A forced smile one my face. "Midnight Blue" I told her. And she sighed. "Follow me" She said and walked off, me close behind her. I saw my brother sit down happily as I looked back at him. I shook my head and took a seat look at myself in the mirror.
It was time for a change. I had looked like the same girl since thirteen and I was sick of it. People saying I hadn't changed a bit pissed me off to the max. And I was done with it. So today, I was to put vibrant Midnight Blue strikes in my hair. I had talked to my brother about taking me to get them. Since I knew my parents never would. I had blackmail on him so I knew he couldn't turn me down.
-Earlier.
"I really don't care what they think Jake! I want a change and I want it now" I told my brother. My arms crossing over my chest. I was very grounded with my decisions. Nearly nothing in the world would stop me from doing something I made my mind up to. I was cocky like that.
"Fine, do it. I don't see why I have to drive you and risk my life too!" He protested. He was right. I could have just called one of my friends and asked them to drive me. But what was the fun in that when you have a big brother who could just carry you? Better then hearing your friends bitch. It matter though. I had my ammunition. I was going to win this war.
"Because Jake remember that night you were supposed to baby-sit me?" I started and his face went into a 'deer-caught-in-head-lights' estate. He sighed letting his eyes roll. "Get your ass in the truck before I change my mind" He told me. I smirked smugly at him. "Mmkay" I said simply.
-Present.
"So I'm taking it, your twins right?" The hair dresser asked me as she washed my hair, looking at my brother. I hated it when they tried to make conversation. Especially while washing my hair. I mean hello? I can hardly hear them. But what I hate the most is when they think me and my brother were twins.
My brother was seven years older then me. Making him twenty-three and a pain in my ass. He had dark black hair like me. Which kind of looked odd on our slightly pale skin. Both dark chocolate brown eyes and I've heard a lot of people say we have the same smile. Which I don't think is possible but I do agree when people say we're both sarcastic through the roof. That I couldn't deny.
But I did love him. In some way. My parents had been fighting for a long while now. Since I was fourteen at least. Which magically is when I started "Acting Out" as my mother calls it. I called my brother every night bawling my eyes out. I was scared. Hearing the pounds on the walls. The screams of my mom. I cried myself to sleep every night.
Jake told me when collage was over he'd be there. Always. But it was too late. I was corrupted. I learned to be strong the hard way, but he still stayed by my side no matter how much I told him I didn't need him. He knew me all too well to believe me. And I loved him for that.
When I didn't answer many of the hair dresser's questions who I found later to be named Carol, she got the hint and finally started to be quite. Carol couldn't have been that much older then me. But I wasn't much of a fan of the bubbly blond preppy type. I mean, not all blonds were like that. But this one, yeah, she was.
As she was drying my hair. Most of it fell in my face, making me look like a sadistic manic as I smiled wide. "You know, ya look like the chick from The Ring" I heard my brother say in a small chuckle. "Except sadly, I don't kill people as they look at me" I said with a small sarcastic sigh. "Well, I don't know. That three year old over there looks like he's about to have a heart attack" He told me and my eyes glanced up, looking at a little blond boy who looked scared half to death. That made me giggled slightly.
"You guys almost done?" My brother asked Carol and I saw her blush in the mirror. "Nearly" She told him just a bit above a whisper. "Alrighty then. I'm gonna run get a soda. What anything Lizard?" He asked me. I shook my head at him and he nodded.
I ran my hands through my hair as I waited for Jake. I looked so different. So much older. I loved it all. The one thing I wasn't looking forward too was seeing my parents. I know they will flip out beyond control. But half of me didn't care. I liked who I was and they couldn't doing anything to change me or my hair.
I felt a cold breeze hit the back of my neck as I turned to see Jake walk in. except he walked right past me and up to Carol asking if I left or not. She looked at him, confused and pointed to me. Jake turned around, his eyes going wide. "Elizabeth?" He asked me. He only called me that when he was mad at me or something. "Yeah, yeah" I said waving him off and he just laughed. "Guess your not my baby sister anymore" He told me. And I shook my head as we headed out to the truck. "Mom and dad will be piss as hell when they see you" He stated a true fact in which I just shrugged and made a small noise.
We pulled into our drive way laughing at some random thing when we heard a long bang and the sound of shattering glass after that. "Shit!" I said under my breath. "Maybe you should chill at Carter's" He told me knowing only my parents seeing me would make this all worse. "I'll be okay" I told him. Its not like they ever hit me. They just yell and scream.
We walked closer and the noises only got louder. I didn't want to admit to it but I was starting to get worried. Then we heard a loud scream coming from our mother and I bolted to the door, Jake right behind me. The next thing I saw was the back of my eye lids as I hit the floor.
The next few nights my mind was filled with horror. My dreams were no longer sweet. Just nightmares lingered in my mind. My dad, the guy who I thought loved me. The one who thought me to play baseball, football and to curse just as a sailor should. Had killed my mother. He protested, saying it was self defense. But truth being. Mom had been sleeping around. He had been fed up. Fed up led to death. And death led to hell on earth.
I was strong, or at least I tried to be. Moms funeral was the worst. I couldn't live through that, so of course. I didn't go. But from what I heard. Dad got to be there, which pissed the whole family off causing a scene and a riot.
Jake promised me we would get away, far away. Where no one knew us or could say that they were sorry every time they saw you out somewhere. And that far away was Canada. I protested a bit, not really wanting to go because of cold weather. We lived in Florida. Yeah, no always cold there. But after a while I accepted it. Jake found a good job up there and we need the money anyways, why give that up?
The packing was horrible. I didn't know that I had that much crap in my room. I pretty much just threw most of it out. Me and Jake decided not to talk about our parents. That it was best to live in the present and not in the past. I agreed on that.
When we finally got packed up and settled with a house and everything. We were ready for the big move.
"I am going to miss you bunches!" My best friend Carter said while hugging me so tight that I could barely breath. "Uh, Carts. Can't breath here" I said in between shallow breaths. She giggled and let me go, tears laying in her eyes desperate to come out. But she tried her hardest to keep them in. "I'm going to miss you Lizzy" She told me and we hugged again "Me too" I told her.
I saw never really goo with good-byes and this just proves it. I looked at her one last time before hopping in the truck with Jake and closing the door. Waving as it drove off. I was just happy I didn't have a boyfriend here because knowing me I would be crying if I did.
But it was now time for a new life with new friends and maybe a little love. Maybe this new school I'm going to will be awesome. With kids like me, weird meaning and boys who don't give a damn. Hmm, I think the name of it was Degrassi? Let's just hope there's no drama.
Author's Note; And I leave you there until chapter two. Reviews please? Makes me post extra fast, yes?