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Kay so I wrote this story for a contest, and decided to post it.
Tell me if you like.
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A familiar knock came from the door. “Laura? What’s wrong? Don’t think I can’t here you crying in there.” I quickly rubbed my sweater over my eye’s, wiping away the tears that had been cascading down my cheek. He opened the door gently, and I looked at him through my bangs. By the look on his face he could tell that I’d been crying. My father-Gabriel Lanster-strode toward me. He sat beside me and placed a hand on my upper back. “First day of grade 7 not as good as you planed?” He smiled sympathetically at me, making me feel the slightest bit better. “First day of school, and already Melodey and her clones are terrorizing me.” He brushed my bang’s from my face, and told me not hide my pretty eye’s.
Dad’s.
“I mean, can’t she find someone else to pick on for once? Why me? Why not the new kid-Lance- or someone.”
“Oh Laura, you know you don’t mean that. Karma will get you for saying that you know.”
“You and your karma.”
Laura rolled her eye’s and looked at the Paramore poster above her computer. “I know it’s not cool to tattle on someone, especially in grade 7, but I really think you should, hun.” How could he be so clueless? I’d be even more friendless if everyone thought that I was a snitch. “ You don’t understand dad,” I looked into his eye’s when I said this. He lifted an eyebrow at me. “ Oh really? Do you think just because I’m older, it doesn’t mean we didn’t have bullies? I was picked on to. I told the teacher, and from then on, he left me alone.” He put his arm’s around my shoulder’s and squeezed them. “ But time’s are different now dad.. Melodey will definitely not leave me alone, It will just make the situation ten time’s worse,” I exclaimed. He seemed to think about his choice of word’s for a moment, rolling them around in his head. “Laura, thing’s aren’t always going to be so easy. Your next year’s are going to seem to get worse and worse. You’ll turn into a teenager-” He shuddered “-and thing’s will seem to be the end of the world. But they’re not. If you let people like Melodey push you around, and kick you when you’re at your lowest, then you might never be the strong, independent person you aspire to be. You have a life, don’t live it being scared. Live it to the fullest. Don’t let people get you down.” He smiled at me, and kissed my forehead. “So, what do you say, bowling then pizza? Or pizza then bowling?”
That was two year’s ago. I’m 14 now, and I’m off at high school. Grade 10. I skipped grade nine.
I’ve even got a boyfriend. Ronnie Everest. He make’s me melt with his shaggy dark brown hair and shining blue eye’s. He’s a softmore-like me- at Burlington High-our high school-, and the best part is, we moved here last year. We have this apartment, but It was all we needed for just the two of us. Mom left when I was just a little girl. I don’t know why. I never wanted to know. She’s not my mom, not anymore.
Erica’s voice snapped me out of my thought’s.
“Like, really. If Mike Gielen really wanted a date, he’d seriously change his wardrobe. Or at least lower his sock’s to his ankle’s, not his knee’s.”
“How many time’s now have we had this same conversation?” I smiled at my friend. We took our seat’s in the food court right in the middle. The smell’s from the surrounding restaurant’s was heavenly.
I didn’t have breakfast.
Erica rolled her eye’s. She had long blond hair, and emerald eye’s, much prettier then my straightened dark brown hair and blue eye’s.
“So. How’s Ronnie? Met your dad yet?”
“Pssh. No, and I hope he wont anytime soon. Ronnie’s a total badass. Father Unit will definitely not approve. Anyway, he‘s not back from his cottage with his Parent‘s yet. They were suppose to be a few weeks, apparently he gets back next week.”
“Still, they need to meet soon.”
Erica went off to buy something from A&W, while I went the opposite direction to Subway. My cell buzzed on the way there, signifying I had a text. It was from an unknown number.
I c u.
What the heck? “I c u” ? I looked at the number again but it wasn’t ringing and bell’s. I looked around and saw My friend was ordering, not texting. I looked around a little more, then it was my turn to order.
I got my usual, and headed back to my table, a little freaked. It’s probably just a joke. I started eating my sandwich and my cell buzzed again.
Tste good?
Okay. This person was seriously pissing me off. I was about to swing around and look for Erica when someone put a hand on my shoulder. I froze in my seat, and he whispered in my ear, “Miss me?”
I swung around and threw my arm’s around Ronnie’s neck, hugging him tightly. He hugged me back to. “You did miss me.” He pulled away with a smug smile on his lip’s.
“Maybe a little.” I replied, smiling as well.
He sat down in the seat next to mine and Erica sat down to. “Well you’re back early,” She said. “Yeah, apparently there was a bad storm coming tomorrow. We were going to leave early anyway, so we decided less day wouldn’t really matter. Dad just didn’t want to drive in the storm tomorrow.”
We talked and walked around the mall for a couple more hour’s. Ronnie bought me a book at Cole’s, then came over to my house for a little while to watch T.V. We snuggled and talked for a few hour’s until dad got home. Then Ronnie left, and I helped make dinner.
“How was your day at the mall? School is soon, grade 11! How exciting.”
“It was fun. Ronnie got home early and showed up in the food court. How was your day?”
“Oh, the same. Boring as usual. But it’s better now.” He smiled at me, and I smiled back. We ate our dinner talking about the upcoming storm, and school. He invited asked if Ronnie might like to come to dinner tomorrow evening, and then I was off to bed.
I dreamed of many thing’s. I dreamed me and Ronnie getting married, and Erica turning into a giant pickle. When I finally awoke it was 11. The smell of bacon guided me half asleep to the kitchen.
I plopped myself down in a chair and started putting piece’s of bacon on my plate. Dad put an egg sandwich-egg, cheese, toast, and ketchup-on my plate. It smelled delicious. Then I noticed dad was wearing his suit, and gave him a suspicious look.
“I’m sorry honey, I know that you said you wanted to go to the museum with me today, but my boss called me in today. You can come if you like, you use to like it there at the office.”
When I was finished chewing and swallowed I sighed. “No, it’s okay. I’ll just hangout with Erica today I guess. No offence, but the office is boring now dad.” I gave him an ‘I’m sorry’ look, and continued with my breakfast.
But something felt weird in my stomach, like maybe I should go with him.
I probably just ate to much to quick.
He looked at his watch and sighed, kissed me on the cheek and said goodbye.
I finished and cleaned off my plate. Ronnie called and asked if her could come over, and I told him sure. By the time He buzzed to come up, all I had to do was brush my teeth and hair.
“Hey,” he said with a smile. I smiled at him and let him in. “So the roller rink is having like this big dance/skate type thing, and I bought us ticket’s. It’s going on all day inside, and there’s going to be cotton candy and loud music, your two favourite thing’s of course.”
“Haha, next to you of course.” I smiled up at him. “Sure, sound’s like fun. When’s it over?”
“Uhm, five, I think. It say’s on the ticket’s. Why?”
“Father Unit wants us both over at the apartment at 6 for dinner.”
“Oh. Yeah, I think It’ll be over by then.”
We called a cab and headed over to the rink to skate away. We danced in our skate’s, and had lot’s of fun just goofing around. When the time came to head home, we called a cab again and Ronnie paid again. There was a few cop car’s outside, and one police officer talking to an elderly lady. I took out m key’s and unlocked the front door to the apartment building. We claimed the elevator to floor 5.
There was a cop waiting outside my door, and panic washed over me like the storm outside had begun to come onside. “What? What’s wrong? What happened?” The word’s sputtered from my mouth. Ronnie’s grip on my hand intensified, and before anyone told me I started to cry. Cry like the little baby I was. “I’m sorry miss Lanster-”I crumbled to the floor at the officer’s word’s “-But your Father has been in a crash, It was fatal and We need you to come identify his body sometime this week. I’m sorry for your loss. Is there someplace you can stay for the night?”
“Yeah, she’ll stay with me.”
The officer nodded, and with that he strode off. Ronnie wrapped his arm’s around me. I cried into his shoulder for a good hour right there in the hall. I didn’t care who saw me. Ronnie eventually picked me up and took the key from my hand and unlocked the door.
He put me on my bed, and continued to get some pajamas for me, and a change of clothes. He had to guess wear everything was, so it took him a couple of minute’s.
Eventually he found everything, and put it all in the new backpack my dad had recently bought me.
The dad that was dead.
He’s dead.
There was a knock on the door. I got up to answer it, and Ronnie followed me. I opened it to see Dad’s boss, Mr.Smith standing there with his hat of. “I came to give you my, deepest condolences, Laura.” He couldn’t even look in my eye’s. Suddenly I was filled with such rage, such hatred for this man. “It’s your fault! I was his day off! You killed him!” I screamed at him, over and over. Finally I took a launch at him, but Ronnie, who I’d forgotten was behind me, caught my waist. Mr. Smith scrambled off. I walked, crying back to my room, and sat down on my bed.
I watched absently as Ronnie disappeared for a moment, then came back. He held out his hand to me, and I took it. I’d stopped crying I realized, and just felt numb. He walked me outside, and pulled out his cell and called his mom. She was there within minute’s, and her forehead was creased with worry when she saw my puffy eye’s. Ronnie simply told her he’d explain later. We rode in silence, with Ronnie’s hand securely clamped on mine.
He guided me in the house and to his room. I laid down on his bed, replaying the day’s event’s. Ronnie was being so gentle with me. It felt good. He asked me if I wanted anything to eat, and even when I said no, he left and later came back with KD, ketchup mixed in, the way I like it. I ate it while he watched me. His mom later came in and said she was really sorry for me, she to, was crying. For the rest of the night, Ronnie just held me in his arm’s stroking my hair, eventually I fell asleep.
It’s been a week. I don’t feel any better, but school start’s tomorrow, so I need to pull myself together.
“I’ll be back in a few minute’s, just going to go on a walk.”
“Are you sure? I mean, that you don’t want me to come with you?” Ronnie asked.
“Positive.” I gave him a forced reassuring smile.
Ronnie’s backyard was a beautiful valley, so I headed in that direction. I walked far enough so If I bent down, or talked, no one could hear or see me.
“Hey dad..” I started, then forgot what I was going to say. “ I miss you, and I hope you miss me to. Uhm, school start’s soon, and Ronnie’s parent’s have been taking good care of me. I know you would’ve rather had me at Erica’s, but I didn’t have the heart to say no to them. I think I’m in love, with Ronnie. I’m sorry you didn’t ever get to officially meet him. That was my fault.” My voice caught in my throat and suddenly it was hard to speak. “ I remember, two year’s ago, when you caught me crying over something that seems silly and little now. You told me, that I have a life, and not to live it scared. I’m going to live it to the fullest, and not scared. For me dad, and for you. Your forever in my heart, just know that dad.” I started to cry then. And I didn’t try to stop myself.
 MidniTeBEAST · Sat Sep 05, 2009 @ 03:27am · 0 Comments |
