Today is a new day. It's a good thing it's winter break, no school and no pretending or answering questions. After yesterday's epiphany I didn't get one nightmare. I actually felt quite safe and liberated. It's also the first of many dreams featuring a hefty wolf. Think of the hulk. That was the size of this wolf. Normally I'd be scared shitless if I found myself confronting this beast but he was oddly cute and cuddly and I wanted to pet hit fur. In my dreams I did and let out an, "ahhh, so soft." I wonder what that is about. The dream shifted to a pack of wolves of all different textures and colors.
The task of the day is to start my first day of renovations. I start with a shower. Taking the first few steps just outside my bedroom were strangely familiar but also foreign. Maybe even a little uncomfortable to leave the comfort that has been my bedroom. After my shower I look in the mirror and for the first time in weeks truely looked at myself. There was a visible difference in my appearance, the dark circles under my eyes although finally going away are still there. My figure has changed so much- underweight and unhealthy. I look pale and cold. Its my mission to change it.
I got dressed in a plain pink t-shirt and distressed skinny jeans and a pair of brown boots.
I went down stairs slowly, hoping not to be seen. It would really freak Charlie out. I haven't been out of my room in what seems like forever.
I lead myself into the kitchen cautiously. My mood wasn't the only thing that was back, up and running... my stomach let out a loud, "ggrrrr." This new mentality has allowed the rest of my body to open its self. Ok, new task of the day, eat first!
Charlie was in the kitchen, oh well, I mentally shrugged. I stepped in and Charlie turned to see me but almost dropped his cup of coffee when he saw I was up. It was pretty funny actually.
"Morning Dad," I said casually as if these last few months never happened but also fighting a smile. I reached up and got a bowl and the box of cereal. I was really trying to keep my composure, I really wanted to laugh at his face. I mean really, never seen a girl eat cereal? Although I could really go for some eggs but since I've been in zombie mode I haven't gone grocery shopping. Ok another task has just been added to my my check list.
"Morning?" He looked at me as if I grew another head. I could feel his eyes follow me and stare at me intently. Analyzing every movement.
"What are you looking at dad? Never seen a girl make herself a bowl of cereal before?" I finally let out a small laugh that I couldn't contain any more. I was under his suspicious eyes.
"Oookay, well I'm off to work. Are you going to be ok here by yourself?" I wonder what kind of shenanigans he thinks I'm going to get into.
"I'll be good dad. Promise I won't do anything too crazy." With a nod he left.
I finished my cereal and headed upstairs with my trash bag. I turned on the radio and felt this sense of relief that I could breathe again.
In about and hour I had thrown away my bed sheets, pillows, blue shirts and deleted Edward's number from my phone. Feeling cleansed, I headed downstairs to finish throwing away all the things that reminded me and kept me trapped in the world of Edward. On my way back to my room I noticed there was mail with my name on it on the entry way table. I started rummaging through them one by one. Spam, college spam, debit card spam, school newsletter, more spam, lawyers, spam - wait what. I opened the one that read 'Jenks Law' with super fancy font.
A/N: For those who read the original story... obviously the story has changed a lot. For the new people reading, welcome, nice to have you here. For everyone, the story is going to keep being updated until I like flow of the story. The concepts are all still the same that all lead to her happy ending... well maybe not the happy ending you expect. You'll have to stay tuned to find out!