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Chapter six: Let The Rain Wash Away The Pain Of Yesterday
RAINS POV
I am a major Pluviophile. (n) a lover of rain; someone who finds joy and peace of mind during rainy days. There's nothing's better than a rainy day. The feeling of its cool drops on my skin. It was heavenly. The way lightning strikes across the sky, in its own beautiful way.
It was magical.
I sat on my bed, looking out my window and up at the sky. How I longed to be out there, splashing in the cool puddles, feeling the rains sweet kiss on my arms and face.
I had waken up about 20 minutes ago to the sound of thunder rolling across the sky. It was now 7:21 I had slept for about three hours. But its better than nothing right?
A loud crash tore through the house. At first, I thought it was lighting, but then I realized it was the door slamming closed. Then I heard the sound of breaking glass on the floor. I curled up into a tight ball, my breathing and pulse quickened.
Please. Just go to bed. Leave me alone.
"RAIN!" His drunken voice called from downstairs. I started trembling. He started climbing the stairs.
One night. Is that too much to ask? Just one night without you ruining my life?
I put my head up against the wall, staring up at the ceiling. I swallowed and jumped when another flash of lightning lit up my dark room. His footsteps were getting louder.
"RAIN!" He sounded pissed. I cursed under my breath and whimpered. Jeramy opened my door and turned on the light.
I froze, barely breathing as I looked up at my horrible stepfather. His shirt was untucked and dirty, it was also soaking wet. And so was his black hair. It sucked to his forehead like sweat. He had a half-full bottle of beer in his right hand. He stumbled and put his another hand on the doorway to steady himself. His brown eyes found me, cowering on my bed and he smiled. It was a cruel smile.
I shivered, despite the blanket that was wrapped around me.
"What are you supposed to do when I call you Rain?" His voice was low as if chiding a child. But his eyes had a look as if they shared a joke.
"Come to you..." I whispered, my voice trembling. I felt light headed and dizzy.
"That's right... Now, come downstairs. It's time to have fun." He grinned at Rain, showing his gold tooth that he got in a fight over a game of poker two years ago. Jeramy turned around and left, slamming the door behind him.
I let lose a shaky breath. I put a hand up to my cheek and was surprised when it came away wet. Usually, It took a lot to get me to cry. Six years of his reign and torment must be finally wearing me down. I untangled myself from my blanket and stood up, having to use the wall to help me from falling. I walked to the door and turned around, looking back at the window longingly.
My mother told me once that rain meant something huge, (either good or bad) was going to happen. But so far, I've been living the same miserable life I've always have. I'm starting to lose faith. I'm starting to lose faith that something even is going to happen.
I didn't know it yet. But my whole life was about to change. And it was about to change for the better.
FIN