Chapter 3 – Breaking the surface

After I had walked up to my room, I sat at the foot of my bed, trying not to cry from the pain my swollen hand was inflicting on me. I removed the bandage my hand was wrapped in from the old injury and chucked it in the garbage can next to my dresser. Nothing had changed in my room, it was the exact same way I had left it 4 years ago when I'd stayed with them for a while before I left. I spaced out for a second not thinking of anything or feeling the pain in my wrist. Suddenly I felt a shiver down my back and my vision blurred.

He rolled onto his side, running his hands over her body, stroking her cheek. He had walked her out to a secluded part of the park, where only he – and know her – knew about. It was theirs. They had lain on the blanket for hours, talking about everything they could possibly think of. She stared into the sky before she closed her eyes and let a small sigh out. He planted his lips firmly on hers. He was kissing her; he was kissing her passionately nonetheless. At first she moved away, staring into his pale blue eyes, wondering. He stared back, his expression giving nothing away. A second later he had kissed her again, but before their lips touched, he had stopped to see if she would move away. She didn't. The silver medallion he had given her dangled from her neck, glistening vaguely in the moonlight. She ran her fingers over the cool metal and closed her eyes. She could feel his soul, his heart. Now it was hers. Roses surrounded their bodies, growing freely and beautifully, the smell of them was everywhere, gracing every possible surface as the moonlit sky was the only illumination that trailed the curves of their beings. And then he was gone.

She walked in darkness, roaming around for answers. Every step stabbed at her chest, she felt the cold getting closer. She sped up, the air running out of her lungs. She wanted to keep the warmth, his warmth. Unknown faces filled her mind, but she wanted to see his. She ran in the darkness for what felt like an eternity, but there he finally was. To just see his smiling face amidst the darkness made her beyond happy. But he couldn't stay, the cold was coming. She ran towards him, but he faded away. For every step she took he was further away. The cold started to creep up on her, she couldn't reach him … and then the heat slowly surrounded her body.

Sookie slammed my door open, and I quickly focused my attention on her, pushing my vision to the back of my mind. She was livid, looking ready to just about dismember everything and anything within a five mile radios. Including me.

'Get out' she said, anger filling her voice to the brink. 'Get out of my house,' she repeated her voice eerily cold.

'If I remember correctly this is my house too' I said indifferently, trying hard to be void of emotions.

'You have no right saying that, this is not your home anymore, you made that perfectly clear the day you left.' She said, I could tell she was trying hard not to cuss at me or lunge at me. Her fists were clenched and she was grinding her teeth together so hard, I thought they'd fall off.

I was too exhausted to say anything so I just sat there looking at everywhere but her. I was tired; I didn't want to fight anymore. It was like seeing the disgust in her face just dragged out everything I had left in me. I was done. The tears finally flowed over and I sat there crying silently.

Sookie finally took in my injuries.

'Andy…' Sookie said horrified, letting out a breath and looking deflated. She probably hadn't noticed the extent of my injuries out on the porch but in the lighting of my bedroom, she could see every bruise and every swell. She made to come closer, but I signaled for her not to. I stood up to go to the bathroom and stopped at the door.

'I'll be out in a sec, wait downstairs for me please.'

I came downstairs after I'd cleaned up a little. I'd left my bags in the car, so I'd stood in my room debating whether it would be smart to keep my bloodied clothes on, which consisted of a white long-sleeved T-shirt, dark skinny jeans and UGG-styled boots. My shirt was almost drenched in blood since the stitches had opened as a result of Sookies slap. Damn that girl was strong. I avoided coming downstairs for as long as possible, not wanting to come down soaked in blood and having the vampires drain me dry. Not that I thought I was anything special, but the amount of blood coming from my forehead would surely have an effect on a vampire, no matter what they felt about the supplier.

I walked out of the bathroom after I'd hit up the first aid kit, wrapping and securing my wrist and stopping the bleeding from the gash in my forehead. I went over to check if I still had any clothes left from before ran away, but of course I didn't 'cause I couldn't possibly be that lucky. Ugh. 'Fuck!' I hissed, only just loud enough for my anger to show through, but not enough to alarm Sookie. Though I was sure she had that vampire listening in on my every move. I groaned, realizing what I had to do.

'Bag' I said quietly, holding out my arm, reading myself as a bluish white light appeared in my hand and then slowly disappeared , leaving my backpack in my hand. I smiled momentarily, relishing in the fact that I could still get something right. That smile quickly faded as I comprehended what this meant, and that I couldn't do that ever again. I scolded myself but was interrupted by a knock on the door.

'Come in' I said, already knowing that it was Sookie,

'Hey…' Sookie said. She stopped in her tracks looking from the bag in my hand to me. She gave me a knowing nod, walking further into the room. 'Are you alright,' she asked, furrowing her brows at the site of the blood on me 'you look like you need a hospital.'

I felt myself begin to panic at the thought of Justin being able to locate me, there were a whole bunch of ways to find somebody nowadays and me going to the hospital would probably be one of them. I quickly calmed myself when I saw the look Sookie was giving me. 'No Sook, really, I'll be fine,' I reassured her, aching to get in the tub. 'I'm just really tired,' I watched her as she struggled to keep the tears from falling before hurling me into a hug. She had moved so quickly I thought she had crushed every bone in my body, but I held the scream back, letting her reassure herself that I was really there.

I'm sorry,' she whispered, I had to strain to hear her 'I know you didn't want to leave I should have never slapped you. Can you please forgive me?' She had said it so quickly and muffled into my hair that it took a while for me to catch on to what she was saying. She pulled away, looking nervously at me. 'You're not still upset are you? I know Bill kinda overreacted and I gave him hell for it too. I just-'I interrupted her little mouth marathon.

'Bill, huh? Didn't know you were into vampires' I said, giving her my best smirk, though I sometimes felt like an idiot doing it.

'Well, he's not like other –'she started but quickly caught on to my playful tone and yanked me into another bone crushing hug.

'I'm sorry too'

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