"la la la la la la la, oh woah oh, oh woah oh, la la la la la la la, oh woah oh, oh woah oh. you say im messin' with your head boy, i like messin' with you in bed, yeah im messin' with your head when im messin' with you in bed." -What the hell _Avril Lavinge. ;)
Hey guys how ya doinn.! well i didnt make the puncuation errors right so nowe u see how i weirdly shorthand my punctatuon marks with the period before it. yay.! new teen mom 2 tonight.! i really like that show and kaitlyn and leah are the best moms on that show, chelsea is ightt i guess, adam has some majorr issues and should file for custody for the baby and i think kaitlyn shouldnt have the joint custody but have a full sudtody of isaac to be honnest. and then oh god jenelle.. she is amess i see she has some sort of good inetntion but i mean come on she should of dumped keeifers sorry ass and went back home where she could be with jace, have a roof over her head, go to college and maybe be able to get custody of her son back. then jersey shore sucked the other night and degrassi is just soo boring at this point the only thing that would make it intresting is that if they got clare and fitz together and then brought in a pretty little emo girl who is sorter than eli and make them go out. i mean allis story line is pretty solid but characters like westly and conner i think need to be cut casue they are jsut soo boringgg. dave is a little boring but when he is with KC its aps up his character. and i really hope that drew and bianca get to gether and biacna does something to make her rep a little lighter. what else was i gunna say..
OH.! i have been reading THE HUNGER GAMES TRILOGY.! which is by far one of the best series i have ever read before, it is so intense and fierce, i love it.! i have torn through each book in a matter of hours. they are just pehnominal and its soo hard to write a fanfiction about them because everything you think could or want to happen does.! i havent ripped trought the third one yet, thats tomorrows mission. :)
and if anyone knows or cares.. PANIC.! AT THE DISCO IS ON TOUR.! and i am devising an evil plot to get tickest and go to the show becasue there are only two concerts i would kill to see.. Three Days Grace and Panic.! At The Disco. brandon urie is soo super duper soopertastic ahhmayzingfully hott.! its not even funnny.. :) well anyway..
im sorry i really dont have time to write back to all your comments but special thanks to everyone that did and cool435 your commets are alwasy sooo funny.! i love them and boys are stupid.. but fun to kiss. ;) and stalkers are creepy and need to go to stalker hevan. your school seems a bit scarry but intresting at the same time. my school sucks two, we had about 7 fights just in my luinch period in the first 2 months of school (and i was in one of them. teehee. #badass. :) ) and i think one stabbing but it wasnt with a knife.. it was with the pointy end of a circle maker.. oh well..
well teen mom 2 in like an hr and i still have to print out my outline for my english research paper and do my french project. so here it is..
Chapter 13: Sending Signals. enjoy mon amies. 3
5 days left. 5 days till life or death. Haunting me like a drug addict to meth. Constricting the air to harden the inhale. 5 days of hoping I don't fail. Keeps me on toes, biting at my nail. 5 days of wonder, that boom down like thunder. 5 days left.. 5 day till I know if it's life or death.
I shoot up from under the covers to a pitch black room. Power outage.. Great. "5 days left." I mumbled. Do I have to get a will in order or something.? Cause it's not like my family keeps it. I'll just give it all the Nina and Amber. I looked over to my cell phone that glowed 5:00am. "Till life or death." I got up grabbing my iPod, using it as a light to guild myself to the wardrobe. "Sarah.!" I called out in a whisper-yell. I shut my eyes tightly and whisper-yelled even louder. "Sarah.!"
"yes my dear. You called for me." she finally appeared in front of me.
"yeah um hi, sorry to disturb you at such an early hour in the morning but um is there any way I could get into the places labeled with the eye of Horus without the locket.?"
She had a thinking face on. "did you try putting your scar up to it.?" i opened the wardrobe and sat on the base, then taking off my wristband and hitting my wrist up against it.
"yeah no it's not workin'." I said flatly.
"Well get nina's necklace than." I groaned getting up and traveling over to Nina's bed. I saw the necklace around her. I slowly picked it up and took it from around her neck. Thank god she didn't wake up or that would of been awkward. Walking back over to the wardrobe I placed the locket in the outline and the panel sliding over. I entered the short crawlspace grabbing the sack at the end, crawling back out. I closed up the panel and sat trying the take the cup out of the bag without touching it. I exhaled deeply, maybe I should wait for Nina to get up. My hand slipped and I felt the cool metal against my fingertips. I slip into the dark oblivion. Waiting for the voices to come and engorge my eardrums with fractured sentences. But it doesn't happen. It's just dark, and cold. Like I'm in half touch with reality and half touch with the Egyptian spirit world. I call out a hello. Only to her my voice echo. Then comes a response.
"Sarah.?" It asked. Appears is a boy with Carmel tan skin, and dark brown eyes that ring his pupils. He only wears a deep colored terra cotta colored skirt and gold necklace heels around his neck and as a belt. There is a headband that sits in his short wavy black hair and I take a guess on who it is.
"Horus.?"
"it is I. You called scarred one." his voice is echo-ey and is revibrated in my ears.
"what's going on. When I touch the cup this isn't what usually happens."
"oh scarred one a sign on your time comes soon." he says. A sign.. What kind of sign.
"what do you mean.?" I ask hoping for a legitimate answer.
"a sign. A sign." his voice as well as he start to fade away.
"wait.! Horus I have more questions.!" yeah like why wouldn't your number be like 14. I finally drift out of the darkness and feel my head hit the floor. Hard.
"Sarah.?" it's Nina's voice.
"Nina.! Get Help.!" Amber shrieks. I can vaguely see them as my vision blurs and darkens. I feel extremely light for a moment, almost as if I was being carried.
"my god Sarah." I hear a voice mumble. "what have you gotten yourself into now.?" Jerome.. I guess i was being carried. Then I blackout.
I start to hear voices again. "Well I think the bleeding has stopped." it's Fabian. "did you two do anything about the stain on the floor yet.?"
"yeah we cleaned it as best as we could, able put rug over it." Nina's voice anwsered cabins question.
"when will she wake." an impatient amber interrupted. "and jerome stop pacing your making me dizzy." she complained. I smiled to myself. Their voices make me feel better, feel at home. I flutter my eyes a bit so I'm able to see, and I stair straight up at the ceiling. I can't move, my whole body feels like pins and needles, even my mouth is numb.
"you can't let her near that cup until you two destroy it." I guess Jerome was talking to Nina. "we can't let her get hurt like this again. She's been out for 3 hours.!" 3 hours.? I've been unconscious for that long.? Well thanks for making sure I'm not dead guys.! "I can't believe she's still not waking." his voice is closer to me. I finally have enough blood circulating through my body to move. I turn my head ask see he's right next to the bed I'm lying on. I quickly jump up and hug him.
"I'm awake now." I murmur to him. He pulls me in tightly.
"you don't know how worried i was." Jerome whispers into my ear. "you have no idea." I finally pull away.
"Sary.!" amber squeaks running over to me smiling at me then engulfing me in a hug. I hug back surprisingly.
"hey Ams." I feel good with all the love I'm getting. I feel a spark of joy inside me. I have people who love me.. I do. I see that they really do care about me now. and I love them. All of them. Yes.. Maybe even Mara. To an extent of course. Like a step sister who steals you clothes and journal but you can't help but think they are someone you can't live without. Amber finally let me go and then Nina came a hugged me next.
"hey, I'm so glad you okay." she told me.
"thanks Nins." next I look over to Fabian and stand up. "Doctor Fabian." I smile. We meet halfway and he holds me in a tight squeeze. Ah Fabian, he's like one of my best friends here, but he's more than that, and not in the romantic way, but like a big brother. Always looking out for me. He makes me laugh when I'm sad and he was even able to patch up my clumsy fall. And let me just establish that this kid is set to do amazingly great things and I hope Nina knows how lucky she is to have him. Fabian just is someone who does good unintentionally. I really do love him, blood related or not, he's my brother, no matter what.
"Good to see your okay there." he murmurs into my shoulder as we still are locked in our hug. We finally let go of each other and I resume my spot next Jerome and Fabian goes and wraps his arms around nina. I await my scolding's from them now.
"Sarah, you can't just go taking the cup, did you see what happened.? You got hurt.! Who knows how badly you might get hurt if you do that again." Jerome is the first to reprimand me.
"I know, I know and I'm sorry I took your locket Nina." I mutter out loud. She nods her head, accepting my apology.
"has anyone seen-" Trudy had burst in through the door. "ah, Sarah, come with me quickly please, there is an urgent call for you." I look at everyone's worried expressions for a moment and my fingers linger in Jerome's palm. I finally get up and follow Trudy out the door. We walk down the hall to the telephone and she hands it to me.
"hello.?" I say shakily into the phone.
"Sarah.?" the voice on the other line says.
"umm.. Yes.?"
"hi my name is Grenadine, I'm the hospice nurse taking care of your mother, I think you need to come home for a couple of d-" my breathing got short and heavy, and the panic and adrenaline has set in.
"what.?" hospice nurse.? "What's wrong with my mom.!"
"She is sick.-"
"what.! I talked to her a week ago and she was fine. She can't be sick. No. No, no, no, no, no, no, no.! You're lying to me.!"
"sweetie.?" it was my mom's voice. It sounding frail and unveil.
"mom." mine was shakey and I was on the verge of breaking down into hysteria.
"Sweetie I need you to come home, just for a day or two." I felt the tears slowly pouring over my lids and I nod my head, even though she can't see me.
"Okay." I sniffle my nose. "Okay." I say a bit stronger.
"I need you to book the quickest flight you can get. Okay.? I love you."
"Love you too mommy." I hear the click. I phone slips out of my hands as I crumble to the floor, heaving out my sobs. My mom's sick.? So sick she has a home nurse.? So sick she needs me to come home as fast as possible.?
"Sarah.!" I hear someone yell my name. Then being lifted up off the ground and into their arms. I blurrily see that we have entered the living room and onto the couch. I feel my bangs get pushed back. "Sarah.." they whisper. I just wrap my arms around their neck and cry. I felt them stroke my hair and say it okay lightly to me. I finally quit my crying thinking that 10 flights to Maine have probably already left. I looked up and my eyes met with these stunning glittery blue orbs. Jerome..
I sniffled and whipped my tears away from my eyes. "I need to go to Maine, my mom is really sick." I was able to fumble out." I took a deep breath "come with me.?" his face became stern, and strong. Being strong for me.
"of course." he pushed back my bangs and kissed my forehead. "when do we leave.?"
"as soon as possible." I finally get all the tears dried.
"anything I can do to help.?" I look away from him for a moment I'm tempted to say one thing, but my mouth says another.
"just pack." I look back at him and he nods his head and kisses my forehead again. I hug Jerome again, feeling security and warmth. We stayed like that for a moment. Then I sucked up my sorrows and stood up. He followed suit and then hugged me again. I nodded my head just to show that I was okay. I finally headed to the staircase and up to my room grabbing my bag. I don't think I need much; I still have alot of my things back at home. Shoving in my charger and tee shirts and some jeans. I walked quickly over to my dresser and grabbed my straitener, some books and my hairbrush. I bent down so that I was at the bottom drawer taking my key necklace from my neck and jabbing it into the lock, turning it, then clicking open. Pushing aside journals and old photos a grabbed a well what used to be white, now yellowing box. I ran my fingers arose the papery feel of the cover, slipping it off and staring down at my dad's letters. I didnt wanna think on it much but a million thoughts ran through my mind. I got up and shoved it into my bag. I dialed the airlines, hearing the annoying British dial tone until someone answered with..
"hello, Heathrow airports British airlines, how may I help you.?"
"hi, I need to book the soonest flight two round trip tickets to Brunswick, Maine." I rushed out hearing the blood pounding around in my head, practically bouncing off my skull like a handball against a wall.
"Okay well." I heard the clicking of a keyboard in the background. "There is a 2:45 pm flight leaving today would you like to book it.?"
"Yes."
"is business class fine.?"
"Yes yes." oh c'mon just hurry up I don't need to be playing 20 questions here.!
"Alright.. And terms of payment.?" she asked.
"Credit card." I gave her my card number and paid for me and Jerome's tickets. I hung up with the airlines and grabbed my bag. The women said the tickets are ready for pick up at the airport, and to be there at least 45 minutes before the flight. I changed out of slightly bloodstained pajamas and into a Harvard University hoodie that my aunt gave me years ago and a pair of skinny jeans. I klonked down the stairs in my big biker boots and looked in the hallway mirror. I had my eye makeup from yesterday smudged and slightly running from my excessive cry, the put my hair into a somewhat ponytail, which is all a bit messy with the choppy layers, with hair falling around my face. The clock chimed, signaling it was 12. Trudy came down the hallway and saw me with my bag.
"sweetie, is everything alright.?" she asked.
"I have to go home, just for a day or two. My mom is sick." she nodded her head and gave me a quick hug. I traveled down the hallway to Jerome and Alfie room.
"pack tee shirts and shorts.! I dunno swim trunks.? I've never been to Maine." I hear Alfie say. I push open the door and lean against the door post.
"I think your thinking of Miami, Alfie. We're going to Maine. So I suggest pants and thick sweat jacket." I smirked and Alfie muttered an 'oh.' "our flight is at 2:45 so we should leave in 20 minutes or so." I walked over and sat on Jerome's bed, inhaling the intoxicating fumes of the warm vanilla and apples that he smells like.
"Okay, what airport are we leaving from.?" Jerome asked.
"Heathrow. We have to pick up our tickets there, at the directory or something. Dont know where that is though."
"I'm sure there's a sign that will show us." then. It hit me. What Horus said, this is the sign. My mother falling dangerously ill is the sign that I'm running out of time. That it's all true and it's gunna happen. I dropped my bag and bolted down the hallway to Fabian room to find him and Nina. "burn the cup while I'm gone." I blurted out to them.
"what.? Where are you going.?" Fabian asked worriedly and a bit confused.
"My mom is sick and I need to go home for a day or two. Start to destroy the cup when I'm gone. Anything, anything to get any progress." my breath was getting short again. Fabian got up and put both hands on my shoulders, then saying to me to breathe and calm down. I regain my poser, then take a deep breath.
"I'll get started on it tonight. Okay?" Nina answers reassuringly. I breathe out an okay, Feeling a bit better.
"Sarah." I turn around to see Jerome at the door, his backpack slung over one of his shoulder and mine being carried by the strap. Nina and Fabian hug me goodbye and say goodbye to Jerome as well. I take my backpack from him, and walk outside to our taxi. We sit in the back, Jerome keeping his arm around me protectively, I stared out into space. Thinking of everything yet.. Absolutely nothing at the same time. Like I was drawing a blank but recapping like my entire life's events. Me and my mom picking dandelions and posies out in the woods when I was little, and vaguely my 5th birthday, and playing on the tire swing in the backyard with Marley, and sitting out on the balcony in my room trying to count all the stars, and getting my first letter from my dad, have my first kiss on the porch during the summer of 7th grade. It made me feel warm inside for a moment. Then I started to remember more.. Like how I fell into the creek, and my first fist fight, and hearing that Marley died, and when I saw her ghost, and when my scar and just began to become a nuisance, and the time these boys jumped me, and getting teased constantly at school. That the bad over powered the good.. By a lot. This made me shiver. From feeling so warm that I could get a sunburn to so cold that I could get frostbite. I don't want go back Maine, see my tormentors.. Be back in my house that gave me inexplicit memories. But.. My mom needed me. And I have to suck up my stupid emotions and preserver and endure.
sooo.. what'd you thinkk.! mucho appreciation to thoes who commentooo.! :)