Yay, Chapter 6! Not many votes yet, but still hopeful! So pleeeeeeeaaaaaaaaase vomment!!
So without further ado, Chapter 6;
I woke up. My eyes felt sore and my head killed. I stumbled downstairs and made myself a cup of coffee. i sipped it, letting the warm bitter-tasting liquid flow down my throat.
The little box in my mind were i had store my feeling or hurt and upset was rattling, begging to be opened and dealt with, but i wasn't ready to face up to my emotions, i was a coward who couldn't bear to comfort her broken inexperienced heart. So i had just wrapped it up in chains and hidden it in an isolated place, where it could not be reach.
I decided a walk would be good for me. I got changed, grabbed my hood and locked the house. I walked slowly and deliberately towards the woods.
The woods were filled with a deafing silence; the birds had forgotten their song and the wind no longer whistled a lullaby. I walked through the trees, their branches drooped in depression, even their green leaves seemed to have dulled and turned a colourless shade of green.
I had held my feelings for a fortnight. Marcus' rejection, the sudden absence of all the friends i had made thoughout my childhood, my parents' contant neglection (they loved me but they never really said it and were never around), the hope that someone cared for me, the crushing of that hope and finally the betrayal of my only friend in this foreignism.
I followed the meander imitating path for a while, i stared at the ground finding little patterns in the earth. Wild flowers led of the path way in a winding, luring trail. I subconciously followed the trail, i need something, anything to get my mind off my current situtation.
The trail stop after about 10 mins. I carried on walking though, I looked up at the sky, looking at the complex, betwixed branches of various trees.
I sat down on the grass and pulled my knees up to my chest. I rest my head on my head on my knees and closed my eyes. i could feel tears forming my eyes. i kept my eyes closed willing my tears not to fall, because if they did, it would unlock my box, my own personal Pandora's box. All my emotions would be let out, and last, but not least; hope would be unleashed, the big threat of all.
I felt something wet hit my hand, i slowly brought my hand up to my cheek and felt the wet, salty moisture on my skin. The box flew open...
I lay there, i felt nothing except the numb feeling which had taken over my entire body. I had let all my emotions go. The little box in my heart had burst open, and my emotions had banged on the walls of my heart begging to be freed. They had pierced my skin to escape from my body. They had made me cry out in emotional pain, they had left my heart in pieces, forcing me to comfort it. I had cried for my shattered heart. I had cried of the neglected child inside me. I had cried for my parents, for them to finally come and take me in their arms and tell me how much they loved me. My heart had screamed in the pain i had bestode upon it.
I don't know how long i lay there, in my state emptiness
The sun had quietly crept across the sky and was getting ready to set. I pick myself up off the ground and took an unsteady breath. I headed in the direction i had come from.
I soon found the trail of flowers and followed them. I seemed to be walking for ages. The flower trail carried on. Then i spotted another trail of flowers. It was beginning to get quite dark. The sun was slowly creeping behind the horizon.
I was lost. i had discovered that there was more than one flower trail in the woods, in fact there was a multitude of flower trails. I needed my wolf, he should have been somewhere in the woods. Wouldn't he have picked up on my scent? I sighed and continued to walk. The sun was almost gone, but luckily the moon had arrived early.
My body was begging to be rested. All i want was to sleep. I had been walking all day, and my stomach was grumbling rebelliously for having been denied food for a whole day.
I gave up. I lay down at the base of a tree and wrapped my cloak tightly around my body. The air was thick and frigid. I took my phone out of my pocket, there was no signal but i had 5 missed calls from James and 2 texts;
Lillian, your father and I aren't going to be back for a couple weeks as we have both been called away on a conference meeting in Italy and we have decided to sped a few more days after forwards. Don't wreck the house. Mom.