06

CHAPTERS 06

« It’s Lily, you idiot ! Damon pushed me ! » She groans from somewhere behind me.

Sadly, Theia and Darius are on the couch howling with laughter as they watch on.

« Alright that’s enough ! Break it up. » Damon yells, finally pulling her off me.

I sit up gasping, my stomach hurting. I have lost a shoe, my hair tie is gone and my cardigan is half off me. Damon throws my shoe and hair tie to me and I put them on before launching myself at Alex.

« Missed you ! » I sing into his shoulder as he hugs me tight.

« Missed you too ! » He sings, chuckling as we pull away.

Alexander Youngblood. We had met each other two years ago and instantly wreaked havoc. He’s my fellow sidekick, standing tall at about 6, 5 with light brown hair and aqua blue eyes.

Red, full lips and a button nose. Light freckles dot his face and his lip stretch to reveal a small white scar at the corner. His cheekbones are subtle but become prominent whenever he laughs or smiles and his jaw is as sharp as a rock. I would know. I slammed my forehead into it…twice. He’s of a muscular build, given the amount of hours he spends in the gym. I swear I would collapse if I spent that many hours exercising.

Lily pulls me into a hug, both of us screaming. Lily Mercado is what you would call a badass bestie. She is mixed as her mother is Indian and her father is from Spain and her parents are the coolest people ever ! Long, brown hair flows down her back in waves with the tips dyed in pink and sky blue, her brown eyes alight with happiness. Her cheeks are slightly pink from wrestling and her lips are painted a dark red.

Finally, I meet Christian Wyatt. My tech savvy partner. We had had our fair share of fiddling with electronics, also managing to cut the power cord that supplies electricity to his house one time. He stands at 5, 11 with a lean build, blonde hair and chocolate brown eyes. Stylish glasses frame his eyes and sit atop his nose. His lips stretch into a grin as he holds his arms out.

« Where has my partner been ? » He asks, tightening his arms around me and lifting me up.

I laugh instead of replying. It’s so good to see my friends again and just as I predicted, they don’t question me about my parents like every other person did who knew. I’m glad that they can easily divert my attention. Soon, after I have met everyone, we sit down in the lounge room and catch up on basically everything.

I look back to see Sophia ruffling Damon’s brown hair. Her baby blues are lit up and her lips are stretched into a smile. She is the sweetest person I have ever met in my life and standing at 5, 5 like me, we are the smallest out of the whole group.

When dinner is ready we all run down the stairs and I join the others in the kitchen. We take our food to the gaming room and proceed to scream at the zombies trying to kill us. An hour later my throat is hoarse from screaming up at the TV, my head pounding from the other four screaming at Damon and I as we shoot zombie after zombie.

« Alright, I’m going to bed. Goodnight guys ! » Alex yawns, scratching his head as he walks off.

« I’m going to head back too. Night, guys. » I state, fist bumping Lily on the way out, all of them shouting goodnight to Alex and I.

I wave even though they can’t see me. Closing the door, I get into my car before waiting for Alex to back out of the driveway. My eyes scan the streets of the town still crowded with cars and taxis, glancing curiously at the various stores, planning to check them out someday before I turn onto my street.

Heading in and making sure I lock the door, I climb the stairs until I reach my room. My bare feet pad across the hardwood floor towards the large glass pane that reflects the thousands of street lights down below. I sigh in content before walking into my closet to change and then run to my bed, bouncing as I fall on it. Feeling my necklace graze my cheek I take it off tiredly.

« I miss you Mum and Dad. » I whisper sadly, my voice hoarse and my heart aching painfully as I place it on my bedside table.

Getting under the soft covers I squeal in happiness. If my bed and I had a relationship, we would be going pretty strong right about now. Snuggling my cheek into the pillow, I drift off to sleep with the memory of my parents running through my mind.