Hey hey hey , please appreciate that this is my first ever story so I understand its not perfect :) But ceebs writing to much , so enjoy :) xx
The picture on the right is Allis :) , its kindof streched and sorry it took a long time to put up i didnt know how to do it xx
Chapter one :) xx
I dug myself so deep into the covers trying to make it impossible for anyone to find me. Hiding from the world; in this case my farther and that evil b*tch.
But why shouldn't I?
I could feel the swelling of that lump in my throat making it difficult for me to breath. Feeling suffocated and alone.
Words were playing around my head as if there was a broken record edged into my brain.
By this stage my rosy cheeks were now red with rage but the pain had eased down .I refused to let any my caged tears free. not right then. My blood was boiling and my mind was set on escaping , my room first .
With that and other thoughts swimming through my mind the door flew open .I heard Blake's voice but blocked it out and clenched onto the sheets for my life. Sympathetically his manly voice spoke "Allis common don't you think you being -"
"Go away Blake .You heard what he said! I'm not leaving. Not now not ever! "I snapped.
"Well you can't live in your bedroom forever"
"Yes I can."
"Well you wouldn't last very long. You don't have that much food left" he joked scanning my mini fridge. Finally deciding on two cans of coke, Doritos , haribos and a bottle of water he carelessly slammed the door with his foot. Only then when he was satisfied with his food he sat beside me.
I rolled my eyes , typical of Blake to be eating in a crisis.
I slowly popped out my head enough to see his concerned eyes looking straight into mine .I took that second to gasp some air.
"Common let's talk about it" he instently took hold of the sheets "we have time"
"Well *sigh* basically-" I started taking , for two hours explaining my situation whilst munching on what was left from my half empty mini fridge.
It made me feel a lot better to finally let it out all out. For so long I felt like that coke bottle with mentols just ready to explode.
It was even better that I was spilling it all to the same guy who I met in kindengarden . My best friend Blake , he took the blame for tinkling in reception (kindergarden) and from that day I knew we had a strong friendship.
We were practically family. Well then there's my dad and soon to be step mum. But I spent more time with Blake then I did with them anyways. I always stood by the motor that blood makes you related but loyalty makes you a family.
He always stood by me and knew everything there is to know about me (not always good though) .
If it wasn't for the fact that he was drop dead gorgeous .... Golden hair that flicks over his bronze eyes and the fact he was a 2 inches taller with a six pack; charming attitude to match his looks, we could easily be brother and sister. I mean I wouldn't say I'm the prettiest girl after hanging around mostly guys .I adapted to their eating habits but don't get me wrong I worked out a lot. Also I take pride in looking after myself. Having brown waves, green eyes and high cheek bones I thankfully took after my mum which gave me an advantage.
"He can't just-"
"But he did"
"Just say 'when' and I can beat him up for you "Blake through both his fists in the air imitating what I could only guess to be some sort of ninja, but I simply laughed.
"Calm boy, and please it's my dad good luck with that" I pointed out, rolling my eyes.
"Hey, I did karate remember"
"Oh that I remember ,you quit after the second day, and even I'm stronger than you" I laughed.
"I see young one , Is that challenge" he said in a funny voice.
"You're on!" I jumped up
"One two three four I declare a "before he could finish his sentence my thumb was crushing his and I counted back from three.
"No fair, best out of three "he argued back.
Looking at my arm I realises I had no watch on but presumed it was approximately 12:00 "Hey you might as well stay the night"
"Like I was going to leave you in this state" Blake winked pulling me into one of his bear hug bringing my feet off the ground so they were dangling in the air.
"Blake.cant.breath" I mumbled as he released me. "Thank you, oh and don't worry about my dad I think I just heard his car. He's probably heading to the wicked witches house"
"You know she doesn't seem that bad" he started fluffing some pillows.