Heaven Is Waiting
Fay Age: Sixteen Years
"Is this really what you want to do today Fay?" Jacob asks as the two walk into the forest behind his house, both in old jackets, genes, and joggers, with full backpacks over their shoulders.
"What's wrong with camping?" Fay asks, her eyes locked on the path ahead of them.
"Well I know parties aren't your thing, but you're only sixteen once. Do you really want to spend your birthday in the woods?" he asks.
"I like the woods," Fay says in a monotone voice, making Jacob sigh and run a hand through his long hair. It's not that Jacob didn't like camping and spending time with Fay it was just the timing. Next week Isabella Swan, an old childhood friend of Jacob's was moving home to Forks and her father had bought Billy's old truck. But it wasn't in running condition yet, leaving Jacob to worry about whether he'll get it finished in time.
"Fine… How far are we going?" he sighs.
"Don't know," Fay shrugs. They had packed enough food to last them three days easy, so Fay is just playing by ear, seeing which way the wind blows them, and how far their legs take them. Fay knows Jacob is a bit upset over going camping this weekend, but she also knows Jacob has trouble being angry for long. Jacob sighs, but didn't hold any protest. Fay seems happy about this trip. Anyone else would say she is sad or angry, but Jacob can see her eyes are brighter and the ends of her lips twitching slightly as they walk further into the forest. So he keeps following her.
The two walk late into the day, taking short breaks when needed, but not talking, just letting the world around them speak for a while. They have long since left the walking tracks, civilisation now miles behind them. Fay has started to look for a place to set up the tents, but she is yet to find a good spot. Jake had made the mistake of setting up camp on a downhill run one too many times for comfort, leaving Fay in charge of this setup.
The trees around them started too thin, making Fay believe there would be a clearing close by. Since they had been going uphill most of the day, she believed that would be the best place to set up camp. Fay quietly admires the land's untouched beauty as the trees get larger, and the air gets cleaner, so untouched.
Fay could easily say no-one has ever been here before, that is, until a form comes into view up ahead, making them both slow their steps. From between the trees they can see an old house, it had been quite a building in its day, two-storey with large glass doors that open onto a wraparound porch. But to Fay it doesn't look like anyone's been here in years, all the boards weathered, white paint almost fully chipped off and vines growing around most of it.
"I didn't think anyone would live this far out," Jacob says, as they stop walking at the edge of the trees, ten or so meters from the house.
"Doesn't look like anyone's lived here in a while," Fay says, slowly dropping the large, over-stuffed backpack to the ground. A huge grin forms on Jacob's lips as his bag hits the ground next to Fay's.
"Maybe this was the house of a witch, hiding in the deepest part of the forest-" Jacob speaks with a childish tone, as they step closer to the house.
"Witches aren't real, Jacob," Fay says softly, as her eyes scan over the house, intrigued with what lies hidden beneath the vines that looks like their eating the building.
"Says the girl that believes in vampires, and werewolves," Jacob scoffs jokingly, lightly pressing one foot to the lowest step, testing stability of the old wood.
"If I'm going to believe in something let it be what built a town and not what tore thousands apart," Fay says, making Jacob pause and look at her.
"You know, you say the strangest and creepiest things sometimes." Fay merely shrugs to his words. Jacob rolls his eyes at her minor response and puts his full weight on the step, only to fall back a step as it cracks in two beneath his feet. Fay just shrugs again, causing Jacob to sigh and growl in the same breath, then pout as Fay simply skips up the remaining steps on her tippy toes, reaching the deck without chipping a splinter of wood.
"Show off," Jacob mutters, making Fay's lips twitch with amusement. Fay hooks her right arm around the pillar to the left of the staircase and offers her other hand to Jacob .
"Just step to the side of the step and be quick," Fay says as Jacob takes her offered hand. He rocks on his heels for a second before hopping over the broken step and quickly up the others, the boards still crack under his weight, but don't snap.
"Now what?" He asks looking around.
"Try not to fall through the floor," Fay says, moving her hands to grip the old wooden railing to feel a little more stable as she steps onto the creaky looking boards.
"Oh really, didn't think of that," Jacob says sarcastically, looking around for the most secure boards. Fay doesn't respond as she watches her steps over the weathered wood and glass shards from the shattered glass doors. The porch is around a meter and a half wide, just the right size for Fay to step over to the stronger looking board by the house. She lightly places her hands on the rusted doorknobs. She pulls at the doors, but they don't budge.
"Why open the door when you can just walk straight through?" Jacob asks as he clumsily creeps along the railing edge. Fay only kicks at the door frame in response, shaking the last of the glass shards from the door. She pulls the door again and it opens freely, pushing the glass as it goes. Fay investigates the house, seeing a fair-size room. It looks to have been a living room by the old turned-up lounge tipped on its side by the far wall. The floors of the house still look in good nick, only leaves and some dirt making it look unkempt.
She steps into the room and looks around at the tall walls which once held blue and white wallpaper – that is now peeling off. As Fay steps further into the room, Jacob enters, looking around as well and whistling at the size of the room. To him this one room feels like his whole house would fit into it.
Fay is also quite wowed by the size of the house as she leaves the living room and walks down the long hallway that runs through the centre of the house. On the left side of the hall is a large wooden staircase leading up to the second floor. After the stairs there is a generous office/ bedroom. The largest wall is covered by built-in bookshelves, making Fay think it was an office. After that is a bathroom that looks in almost working order with a built-in bath across the back wall, then a large sink, and a toilet on the right wall, all in white, with a row of dark blue tiles around the centre of the room.
On the right side of the house is a smashed-up kitchen and dining room, then two reasonable size bedrooms, and at the end a tiled room that looked to have been used as a laundry room. Fay can't comprehend why someone would abandon such a house to be swallowed up by the forest. That place she calls home is nothing compared to this… This place looks like it could hold a large loving family, while her place looks like a tornado has just torn through a bar.
"Geez this witch was rich," Jacob chuckles as they reach the base of the stairs.
Fay hums as she steadily walks upstairs, gripping the railing tightly as she gets higher and higher. The first doors Fay checks reveal four large-size bedrooms and a bathroom much like the one downstairs. The last door she opens is at the end of the hall on the right. It is a larger bedroom with an attaching bathroom not in as good nick as the others, and a dressing room. The upstairs rooms have water damage on most of the walls where rain has come in through the broken windows, and a few vines have started to climb through the windows and across the floors. Fay is lost in her own thoughts as Jacob enters the room to stand beside her.
"I think we should camp out front of this place, too much broken glass in here." Fay hums in response, nodding her head slightly as she turns and exits the house. They set up a tent and fire in front of the house and spent the night eating like fools and sitting in silence. Fay still lost in her own world of thoughts, and Jacob not bothering to save her from it… from herself.
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