Chapter 10
"Lizziebeth!" I jerk from my sleep upon hearing my childhood nickname. White bright lights invade my now open eyes forcing them closed. As I was about to drift back off to sleep I smell a smell I haven't smelled in a long time. My mother's French toast.
Jerking upright I realize that's impossible, getting up and walking out of my open bedroom door. Looking down the hallway I notice the old pictures on the walls. The ones my father took down after my mother died.
"Lizziebeth." My head jerks behind me to a six year old Tess.
"Tessie." I just stare at her not believing what I am seeing.
Tess wiggles her finger at me, wanting me to follow her. "This way Lizziebeth."
With that she starts running down the hallway that is much longer than normal. I want to chase after her but I have to see where the smell is coming from.
Walking in the opposite direction toward the kitchen my heart races, it feels like it is about to come out of my chest.
Walking into the kitchen I see her. My mother just how I remember her, prefect in every way.
When I enter she turns to me and smiles, "Lizziebeth, my darling sit down breakfast has been ready for ten minutes. I called you did you not hear me?"
"No." I say simply while sitting down at the table.
Tess shows up again sitting next to me at the table.
I feel happy, content. This is the way things are suppose to be.
"Hey Liz, were here." I hear as I am pulled out of my perfect dream. Have you ever had a dream and you know it's a dream but you don't want to wake up because everything is so prefect.
Looking over at Michael makes this moment somewhat enjoyable. My silver lining, the one person that I can't help but be happy around; even though it has been such a short time.
So looking around at my surroundings and realizing there was something missing.
"Where's the beach or did you just bring me out here to murder me?" I say trying to keep a straight face but failing when I break into a huge smile.
"Nah, I at least want to have sex a few more times before I kill you." He says with his signature smirk.
"Good to know, I can sleep easier tonight." I open my door and step out as he does.
"The beach is like five minutes away. Mom couldn't vacation with all the noise by the beach." He says leading me toward the front door.
"Oh, so Tess and Max aren't staying here. Max said they were staying at his place."
"No, but we can go over there anytime. Is that ok?"
"Yeah, I just haven't spent a lot of time away from Tess." Really I just want to spend my time with her.
He opens the front door and leads me into the huge mansion. "I could show you around but there's only one room I really want you to see."
"Well I would love to see where all the magic happens." I say laughing. "But, I want to call
Tess and make sure everything is okay." I pull out my cell phone to call her.
"Why don't we just head over it's just down the street."
"Yeah, then you can show me that magic room."
"Your right, that's going to take all night," he says with a heavy sigh.
I start to head towards the car when Michael pulls me back. "Hey, I just wanted to do something." He pulls me into his chest and claims my lips.
Breaking apart, "Maybe we can go over in a little bit."
"Sounds like a plan."