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“I’d be honored” I replied. I followed him towards a large door. We walked outside and into a humongous backyard. There were no lights anywhere and the stars shone perfectly. Louis lay down in the middle of the open field and I followed after him and lay down beside him. “So tell me Claudia, why don’t you like your school?” he inquired. Again it was something about his voice that made me fess up. “Well, no it’s because I have no friends. Before it was because I was surrounded by people who claimed to be my friends but didn’t like me or understand me.” It’s better than being stuck at home all day” – So you think, Louis, so you think. “I disagree” “We always want what we can’t have.” She smiled. And that’s what dashed my hopes about being with Louis as little more than a friend. We always want what we can’t have. “So it would seem,” I responded. We sat in silence for a long time. I don’t know how long. It could have been minutes or hours. “We should get inside.” He finally said. The sun was starting to come up. Though it wasn’t visible, the stars were starting to fade. He helped me up and we walked inside. Emma was waiting nervously by the back door. As soon as we were inside she locked the door and pulled the curtains across the small windows. I wanted to ask why she’d done that, but Louis distracted me. Curse him he was good at that. He gently grabbed my hand and led me up the flight of steps. On the second floor there was a hallway filled with dozens of doors. “That one’s mine.” He said and pointed the last door on the left with his free hand. “That one’s yours,” he noted the one across the hall. He may not have known it, but I didn’t like sleeping. Especially not after, I looked at the clock- 5:30 AM!!! I was definitely not planning on sleeping that night. It was morning! Louis read my mind “You don’t have to sleep. We can hang out a while longer. Buy you’ll have to go home when your parents call.” “Fine” I muttered. He just chuckled. My hand was still in his so he dragged me towards his room. Louis’ room was the greatest thing ever. The walls were the same gray stone as the rest of the mansion/house. But instead of medieval ornaments there were posters. Posters of vampire movies, horror movies, Tim Burton movies, and posters of bands like HIM, Good Charlotte, The Cure, KoRn, and Disturbed. A huge stereo system took up a whole corner and more. Most of one wall was covered with CDs. The rest was movies and books. “What would you like to listen to?” he asked motioning towards the CDs. I picked out HIM And Love Said No Greatest Hits 1997-2004. As the first song started playing I could tell there was something wrong with Louis. I dared not ask though. I didn’t want to offend him or something. It looked like he was trying to get over some sort of internal battle. We talked for hours, even with him in distress like he was. We changed CDs constantly. But soon my fun was ended when Emma came into Louis’ room and told me may parents had called. With a sigh I reluctantly headed out the door of my favorite mansion/house. Luckily my parents weren’t mad. Not after speaking to Emma, who had worked thing out in my favor, on the phone. I like Emma. She was a better liar than me.
My suspension was over, but that didn’t mean that my own personally Hell had faded. If Joey hadn’t turned everyone on me, Gigi had. And my suspicions were confirmed when I arrived at school. No one waited for me on the steps. No one waved at me. They only glared and whispered. Not even jolly Mr.’ Kousky would let me in his room. I was the town outcast. Well, me and Louis. I heard a lot of stuff about him as I eavesdropped on conversation. Some times it was nice but it ended in a backhanded compliment. Always. The realization that I was more alone than ever sunk in more as the day went by. No one sat by in class. At lunch I was utterly ignored. Even my Joey, who still stole glances in my direction. I wanted to go and apologize, but there were three things stopping me. Reason 1: That would mean I was weaker for caving Reason 2: The other might kill me Reason 3: Louis told me not to. So my day was quiet and lonesome. Not a feeling I was used to. I watched the clock for what seemed like an eternity until I could go home. Unfortunately, I took the bus home. Which meant another 20 mintues of with people who obviously loathed me. When I got home both my parents were gone. Not unusually, but the note that greeted me instead of them was. It read. Dear Claudia, There’s a message for you on the answering machine. Your mother and I are going on vacation in Hawaii. My job offered me two tickets and I couldn’t pass it off. I know you’ll mamange alone. Aloha, Dad
Alone. That word seemed to describe me perfectly at that instant. I was alone everywhere. At school and at home. Even when I withdrew into my mind I could still feel the stabbing pain of rejection. Though I knew my parents would be home, I was sure that would forget about me for a while. It was like a stake through the heart, that thought was.
~sweet~goth~ · Tue Sep 19, 2006 @ 04:12am · 1 Comments |
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