Pretend

Chapter 8 - He's Gone...

Chapter 8 - He's Gone...

As my eyes snapped open, I instantly felt the warmth of the sun, shining through the gaps in my blinds. I gently slipped my arms from under my duvet and let my skin soak up the warmth. Mimi's face was fresh in my mind and the ache that I felt yesterday, was far from gone. As I stared at the circle shape that the sunlight had made on my wooden wardrobe, I lifted my hands to form talking characters by positioning them in certain shapes. I giggled to myself as I remembered this keeping Mimi entertained for hours when Kyle and I was babysitting her one night. I never did understand the fascination of creating silent, shadow characters until now that is. The silence that they provided was a comfort to my heart and the sheer silliness of their creation took my mind off of the deeper issues that it was trying to avoid. 

As I slipped my legs out of my duvet and pulled my body into a sitting position, I stretched my arms in the air, in a bid to shake away the tiredness that I was feeling. I pressed the button on my phone to reveal a screen that read 6:00am. I quietly turned the handle of my bedroom door, pushed it open and then crept into the bathroom. I didn't need to turn the light on as it was already bright enough. Sliding down my pyjama bottoms and pants I lifted the toilet seat and quietly sat down. I didn't flush as I was aware that everyone was probably still peacefully sleeping. As I washed my hands and looked at my puffy eyes in the mirror I heard a noise coming from downstairs.

I quickly dried my hands and crept towards my mom and Bob's room. I slipped my head through the gap to find that they were both fast asleep. How I hadn't heard Bob's snoring, before looking inside was beyond me. I quickly slipped my head back out, closed the door in gently and quietly, crept down the stairs. I pushed the living room door open to find that Kyle was gone. I was a little disappointed to know that he had left without even telling me but maybe he didn't want to face me after last night. It was the most emotional that I had ever seen him and knowing him, he was probably still quite embarrassed.

I made a tiny gap through the curtains, to see if I could see him driving off, through the window but to my surprise his car was still parked up and he was no where to be seen. I made my way to the front door, opened it as quietly as I could and peered outside.

"What are you doing?" I whispered as I slipped out of the front door and approached Kyle who was sat on the grass, in my front yard.

"Sorry, I just wanted some fresh air. I didn't wake you, did I?" He replied as he kept his eyes fixated on the grass that lay beneath him.

"No you didn't. How are you feeling?" I said as I took a seat next to him on the ground.

"I'm not sure. I've been trying to work it out all morning but I got nothing".

"I know the feeling," I replied as I stared at him.

"Did you hear any news on Mimi?"

"Yeah, my mom text this morning to say that she still hasn't woken up yet," he said as a look of sadness filled his eyes.

"She will be ok," I said as I rested my hand on top of his and gave it a little squeeze.

He gave me a small smile and continued to look down at the grass. As I stared into his beautiful brown eyes I could almost feel the pain that he was feeling. His dark blonde hair blew as the gentle morning breeze hit it. As I looked at his strong muscular body, it amazed me, how weak he now looked. His confident, bad boy image had suddenly melted away before my very eyes.

"I don't understand you," he said, breaking the silence.

"What do you mean?" I replied, in a state of confusion.

"After everything that I've done to you, how can you still be so nice to me?" He said in a low voice.

"Kyle, we all make mistakes, what's important is that we learn from them," I said in a bid to reassure him.