I woke up to find myself full of… dirt. I was literally going to kill my sister.
But then I re-capacitate and thought that maybe just maybe a miracle could happen and my parents would let me go to "the Party" so I washed myself and decided to let it go…
I went down to get breakfast as I passed through my parents room she was asleep. Good no eating my brains this morning I really don't have that much patience.
"My Belly's" my father said as I tried to go out of the house without breakfast. "Aren't you going to have one of my pancakes?" a shiver went u and down my spine, he will have to wait like always…
"Char… I mean dad… I am actually not that hungry could I just take it you know I'm kind 'a late…"
"Look Isabella if you don't eat it you mother will know and the punishment will be worse, yesterday I got her to re-capacitate about Saturday's plans… and she said she would think it through the pillow... so you young lady sit down, eat, and for the love of god stop calling me "Charlie" I'm your father"
"O. K" I have to give him credit, at least someone in these house understand me. Rene I just so mean some times she says that hard punishments build up character… but what I need is a mother who can hear my love struggles and help me giving me advice and not worrying so much about Lizzy.
"So yesterday you screamed like a little child again… who was the bogyman?" ok he has no credit.
"Yea… dad sorry if I woke you… and no bogyman… this time it was just a stupid dream I don't even remember." But the truth is I could remember the three plastic bags all containing the people I most care about but I will never say this out loud. More than the plastic bags it was the feeling I was more scared of… I felt so empty, and hurt. The thought brought a tight knot to my thought.
I discharged the thought.
When I was done with 3 big pancakes with blueberries and big cup of milk and finally my father had a satisfied look on his face I was able to get going on the road.
Normally I would walk east and to the bus stop but today I had a ride.
Just down the hill was his big black SUV. He was sitting behind the stirring wheal and was taping a tune with his long dark fingers. The big modern ray-bans coved his ice blue eyes. He hadn't seen me yet, and I was surprised he was still waiting.
"Hey gorgeous" I whispered on his neck when I was near him. Provoking a light but noticeable shiver.
All of a sudden he turned his head abruptly catching my lips with his. And that's it I thought I would have to wait to the party to feel him but I didn't thought of it two times once he introduced his tongue in my mouth. It was so smooth. And it was starting to be difficult to breath. But he pulled away.
"Hop inside…" said the velvet voice.
And I did.