Chapter Two
" I'm sorry, Gen, really I am. But, the-"
" The wedding." she mumbled, leaning back into the white pillow behind her, trying not to cry.
Her handsome soon-to-be husband sat down on the water bed with a sigh. " We could elope." he suggested with a twinkle in his dark brown eyes.
Genesis sat up in the bed, pulling the hunter green covers around herself. " No. I can wait. I want to wait until you come home."
" Are you sure?" he asked, running a hand through his black hair.
She hushed him with a kiss. " I'd wait for the rest of my life to be married to you, if it meant I'd always know you were safe."
" This mission won't-"
Genesis awoke with a jolt and sat up in her bed, breathing hard. The liquid beneath her shook as she crawled out of the large bed. She looked her alarm clock that was on the dresser across the room and saw that it was almost two in the afternoon. When had she came back into her room to fall asleep?
" I can't believe this." she grumbled as she grabbed the clothes she had laid out on the bed before she fell asleep.
She couldn't even remember climbing into the bed. The last thing she remembered was walking into the bedroom, headed for the adjacent bathroom to take a shower. After all, today was her mama's birthday, and she had been wanting to go to the cemetery to visit her.
She padded across the soft white carpet of her bedroom, stripping as she went. She went into the bathroom and turned the water on. She laid her clothes on the top of the white toilet and got into the closet. She pulled out two white, fluffy towels, laying them on the toilet lid. She sat a wash cloth onto the sink, which was white. Everything in the room was white, the exceptions being the dark blue swirls on the sink top, dark blue shower curtain, window curtains, and the rug at the edge of the shower. She had no bathtub, only a shower. The drain was in the very middle, with the shower head directly above it. The shower was big enough to fit five people in it; it had a white seat in the right corner, another in the left, and a shelf that ran the length of it. The shelf sported all of her toiletries: coconut scented shampoo and conditioner, a comb, coconut shower gel, shaving gel, razor, and facial cleanser. The hot and cold water knobs were in the center, separating her side from his. His side still had his shampoo and shower gel. His side was on the left of the shower, while hers was on the right.
Genesis heaved a great sigh as she stepped under the hot, heavy spray of the shower. She quickly washed her auburn hair and soaped up. Five minutes later, the twenty one year old was standing out in front of the foggy ceiling to sink top length mirror, her hair wrapped in one of the white towels and the second one wrapped around her body. She studied herself intently with her jade slightly tilted eyes.
Her face was heart shaped with soft features. Her skin was a light color, but not ghostly white. Her lips were a light pink and were slightly full. Her teeth were straight and white. She stood at 5'4; wore size eight jeans, shorts, and skirts; filled a size 36C cup bra, and wore size nine shoes. Her fingernails and toenails were painted black; her fingernails bitten short and the polish chipped. She had freckles lightly splashed across her cheeks and nose, her shoulders, and a small birth mark on her right shoulder blade. It was shaped like a strawberry, something she and her mama always found funny; both were allergic to the fruit.
She came out of her heavy scrutiny and quickly dried off. She pulled on a pair of hip hugger, flared jeans that were extremely frayed at the bottom; an old white wife beater; and her black square frame glasses. She put five earrings into her ears: two silver hoops on the bottom, two silver balls above the hoops, and a small silver hoop in the top hole of her left ear. She put her watch on her left wrist and pulled her dog tags over her wet hair. She took a black clip out of the cabinet and twisted her hair and put it up.
She turned off the light and exited the bathroom. She walked through her white and green bedroom and out into the wood themed hallway. The front door stood at the end of the one hundred foot hallway, locked, bolted, and chained. The door directly across from her bedroom door led to the laundry room and study. She heard her black antique phone ringing, jogged the sixty feet of the hallway that led to the living room, and took a left ( a right if you had just entered the simple square shaped house). The theme of the room was black and purple. The phone was sitting on a black end table on the other side of the plush, dark purple sofa. She picked up the heavy receiver and sat down on the sofa.
" Hello?" she asked in her soft, feminine voice as she tucked her legs under her bottom.
" Genesis, you have to come here quick!" Shannon Wright squealed.
" Where are you?" she asked, cringing.
Shannon had been her 'friend' since junior high.
" The diner. Don't ya have caller I.D.?"
" No." she said with a heavy sigh. " I'll be over in a jiffy."
The diner was only about two miles from her house. The diner in the town of Beverly was more of a bar than anything else.
" Great!"
It was followed by a clicking sound and the phone going dead.
Genesis heaved another sigh and got up from the comfortable couch. She grabbed a pair of socks off of the black recliner (she had been watching a movie on the television as she folded clothes) and pulled them on. She grabbed her black converses from the mat on to the left of the door, went into the white and pine kitchen to grab her keys, and unlocked the door. She stood out on her small white painted porch and locked the door behind her. She pulled the padlock out of the pine bush beside the porch and hooked into onto the lock. She walked to the driveway and got into her Corvette.
" Lord, help me." she mumbled as she started the car.
A.N.- I know the beginning is very slow, but the next chapter will start explaining things a little more. Thank you all for the reviews!