DO NOT OWN VICTORIOUS... JUST OBVIOUS REASONS
And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
When sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight
Force Field- An invisible barrier of exerted strength or impetus.
Tori's P.O.V:
I couldn't sleep my first week in America I was too busy drowning in my tears I could never process the real reason they wanted to leave or even why. I was too connected to Australia to leave, to let go, to do anything after my break down I had gather up enough of my composure to actually talk to my mother. I didn't think the conversation could get any worst but that was putting that lightly I ended up storming off leaving her to wallow in her own self pity my blonde hair had been dyed before I left Australia I wanted to forget everything that made me think of him, I wanted a new me and not one that was put together and stayed together because of my brother.
I get out of my bed wondering around my room before pulling on my ugg boots over my sweat pants. I walk out of the house phone in one hand and the thought of how everything is so freaking messed up now. I start to run maybe all my problems will be gone, lifted off my shoulders, melted away, hopefully I will forget that horrible night. I put my head phones in and drown out the world around letting the lyrics move me, pan me out, tell my story. I stop because the feeling in my chest tightens letting me know I'm in way to deep this time that maybe I shouldn't be trying to forget him or anything but I soon push that ridiculous feeling aside and keep running. I run until I feel better or at least convince myself I feel better.
I return home with a bag from Starbucks in my hand and the thought of dying and crying on my mind. I have to close my eyes a few times to steady my breathing and calm me down to keep the tears from not flowing, to make sure they never see me broken... ever again. I walk into my room shower and get dressed I walk to the park across the street I make sure to turn off my phone leaving all contact behind. I sit underneath a big oak tree watching the dogs play fetch with their owners, the kids with their parents, the couples laughing together walking hand in hand, and the elderly people playing cards. I'm envious of their happiness of the fact they are oblivious to the fact that life is too short and that every second shouldn't be wasted.
I sit my head up against the rough exterior of the huge tree and I close my eyes hoping I disappear. I hear a shrieking noise and then feel something licking my face I get up abruptly currently pissed off. l look at the little fur ball that did this and my eyes soften I reach down and start to rub its belly then a girl around my age runs over her eyes wide as saucers standing about nearly two feet away she stops and looks me over.
'Oh my god' she whispers before continuing 'It's you, you really came back this time, a little early aren't we?' she say and asks at the same time I stare at her confused and a little bit dazed by how familiar she looks like I have seen her before.
'Uhmm sorry I don't know you' I say a little unsure of how she knew I was coming back here to America.
'Ohhh yeah sorry you just look like someone I know' she says extending her hand to help me up.
'Victoria, but call me Tori' I say telling her my name.
'Catherine Valentine, Cat for short.' she says hugging me.
'Well it's nice to meet you but I have to go.' I say turning and accidentally pushing a girl causing her to fall; I guess that is what I get for lying.
'I'm so sorry I didn't see you there.' I say helping her up she looks at me and just as Cat did her eyes go huge and she mutters a couple of words barely audible for me to hear.
'Well no one ever sees me so I guess I can't say I blame you, I'm January Thomas I see you met my cousin already.' she says gesturing to Cat. With a quick glance at the eye I would have never guessed those two to be related they were complete opposites Cat had long dark hair as on the other hand January had short blonde hair.
I walked away having enough of introductions I had come here to escape reality not meet people. All I was concerned about was trying to piece together my thought, the visions I have been getting since my brother died, and the little voice that always seemed to warn me when danger was near. Right know all I was focused on was the little force field I had built up around me, the wall that separated me from insanity and regret-fullness.
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