My first fanfiction so don't judge too harshly? This will be a multichapter :)
Naomi closed her eyes tightly and hoped that the knocking on the door would go away.
"Naomi, are you in there?" Silvers voice floated through the door into her room.
"Yes, Silver… I just have… erm… food poisoning." Naomi's hoarse voice replied. As if that were true in any form. Naomi hadn't eaten anything in days, not that anybody had noticed. In fact, Silver was only at the house now, outside Naomi's door, because they had plans that Naomi had forgotten to cancel through text.
"Well, ok… Just give me a text when you're feeling better. I'll go to Teddy's instead." Silver called into the room once more. Then, Naomi finally heard the clack of Silver's boots leaving her alone.
Naomi then moved deeper into the covers and squeezed her eyes tighter still. A small creek sounded downstairs and Naomi jumped a little, fear seizing her. She was bunched in a small ball, legs curled tight to her chest, covers over her whole body.
How had it come to this? When did Naomi Flinch get to be the scared girl? She was in a dark room, duck tape on the windows, with sweatpants and a large top on. She hated the pants but knew that it was the least seductive and sexy thing in her wardrobe – after all they once belonged to Liam. It was this or just underwear, which was never going to happen. Not now.
Her body slowly started to relaxe, although her eyes stayed firmly shut. She was just about lying flat, scarcely calm when a knocking sounded on her door once more. A small scream escaped her chapped lips before she could do anything else.
"Naomi? Are you in there?" Annie's voice sounded. What did Annie want? No offence but they couldn't be classed as close friends, not even now.
"Yeh, I am… What do you want?"
"I just… I want to talk to you. Can I come in?" Annie asked as the door handle started to turn.
"NO! I mean, I'll come out… my room, it is a mess… Two ticks." Naomi responded hastily, and she heard Annie's hand drop. She quickly hopped out of bed and pulled a duvet over her shoulders and braced herself to go out of her room for the first time in over a week. She slowly opened the door. "What did you want to talk about then?"
She stepped out, somehow. The light was absolutely blinding even though it was about 8am. Her eyes were sore and very bloodshot so she tried to move her tangle of hair over her eyes. She then tugged the duvet closer because although it was warm in the house and around, she felt shivers and there was more protection from it. Annie could not believe her eyes as she looked over Naomi. What had happened to the glamorous girl who once turned the school against her? Where was the bitch she was so scared to face?
"I… wanted to talk about Liam, if that is ok?" Annie asked unsure. "Do you mind if we go sit down?"
Naomi nodded and led the way. For some reason, the mention of Liam's name kind of… stung. Not in the way everything else was hurting, it was far more dull than that. They ended up in the sitting room where Naomi sat down on one side of the sofa. Automatically, she pulled her legs on too and held them to her chest whilst the duvet fell around her.
"You see, on the Passing Of The Torch evening, me and Liam really connected. We talked and, and I think I am falling in love with him. I know that sounds silly, and he probably won't even ask me out but I just thought you should know. And I just want your permission…" Annie rambled on.
"I guess… yeh… ok." Naomi stuttered, gulped and replied. What was she meant to say? She felt tears spring to her eyes, and she had no idea how. She had cried enough over the last week or so to be left tearless for the rest of her life. "I am o…k… ok with i… it."
"Oh thank goodness! I just thought I should ask…" Annie replied happily as she stood up and hugged Naomi, not even feeling her flinch away drastically. She finally pulled away and beamed at her friend before moving to the door. She was just about to leave then she turned to ask: "Oh, by the way, are you okay?"
"Oh… yes… just… erm… food poisoning. I… I guess I deserve it, you know… teach me to be…more careful in… in the future." Naomi replied, almost choking on her lie of sickness. However, Annie didn't notice and nodded, having it be a sufficient excuse.
"Well, okay. Bye!" Annie then closed the door and Naomi found herself crying even more. What was going on with her?
Slowly she moved towards her dark bedroom that had the A.C. turned up to it's highest. She found the cold helped her to fight the sweat away as she slept and 'dreamt'. The cold helped remind her how she felt inside as she hid underneath the duvet, fearing the outside world.
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I shall try and get the next chapter out soon, unless people tell me it sucks and not to. LOL