December 17, 2011

Triangle, Virginia

Leah Prentiss paced undecidedly back and forth in the small apartment she had rented only two days ago. She held her cellphone in her hand, jiggling it. Her hand was shaking so badly that she knew she wouldn't be able to catch it if she tossed it into the air.

Breathe, Leah. It's just a phone call. Dial the number, say hi, and introduce yourself- "Yeah," Leah interrupted her own thoughts. "As what, your long-lost daughter?"

She took a deep breath anyway. It couldn't hurt.

Her eyes fell to the article she was typing on her computer for a children's magazine. Not her usual genre, but it gave her a break from the usual gore and suspense of her mystery novels. Entitled "Elisabetta's Arcobaleno", or Elisabetta's Rainbow, it was her last publication she intended to have published in Rome. She was in the States now, and if everything went as she hoped, she would soon meet her mother, Emily.

But first she had to calm down. She went over and sat down before the computer, intending to pour her emotions and troubles into her writing, as she always did, but the words just wouldn't come. She sat there for a moment longer, thinking, before she took out a piece of paper and decided to do the activity for herself that she had Elisabetta do in the article.

She took a pencil, she never wrote with a pen if she could help it, and drew a rainbow that she could color in and then, after retreiving the required seven colored pencils, did just that. The next part was harder, write the things that made her life complete, one for each stripe. She picked up her graphite pencil and stared at the red line of the rainbow for a millisecond before writing in "writing". She put in other things on the orange and yellow lines, but stopped at the green one.

Green had always been her favorite color, and she wanted to save that line for something special. She filled in the two blue lines, but she could think of nothing else. The whole affair had had the desired effect though. She had calmed down.

Taking one more deep breath, she picked up her cell phone and dialed her mother's number before she could think about it. She was relieved when it went to voicemail.

She licked her lips before beginning nervously, "Emily Prentiss? My name is Leah – Leah Prentiss..."


First off, if any words are mispelled, it's because Microsoft Word was registering the document as being written in Italian (?), which means spell-check won't work, so I apologize if there is any mistakes. Secondly, please review! You'll make my day! FYI, this chapter is kinda Leah's POV prequel "Innocence", the first story in this series. Thanks everybody! :)