-Gateway To Escape- *ON HOLD*

Chapter-2

3am in the morning.
We ended up staying awake until 3am.
I fell asleep a few minutes before the movie finished last night, but Matt decided that it was a good idea to stay up and watch movies, so he woke me up to keep him company.
I was awake now, but I couldn't mentally or physically open my eyes.
Come on stupid, it's not that hard.
Lift up one eyelid then another, it's as easy as taking a crap. Unless your constipated then your fucked.
Slowly peeling my tired eyes open, I glance at my phone that is lit up at the moment with a notification from twitter, It's four minutes till 6am right now. Matt peacefully sleeping on the couch. And, well.. then there's me, helplessly laying on the ground with my large stuffed dolphin, which I have no memory of being down here last nigh, being used as a lame excuse of a pillow along with a small blanket that barley covered me.
Scratching my face and rubbing my eyes awake, my phone buzzes indicating I have a text.

From-Chrissy🗿
Hey Bri, your mother and I got caught up in the snow last night so she won't be coming home soon as planned, maybe around 10pm today.
Sorry for any inconvenience.
We love you, be safe, use condoms!
I laugh softly at Chrissy's sexual comment and quietly begin to get up.
Stretching, my back cracks relieving stress from my muscles. I take notice that Matt is a few inches from falling off the couch and that his blanket is slipping off of him. Being the kind person I am, I gently push him closer to the middle of the couch and lift the blanket so it's covering him correctly.
I look out the window and see nothing but white.
It looks like Mother Nature and Father Time were having sex and they came together.
Laughing, quiet to loud for my liking I turn to make sure I hadn't woken up matt.
Which I hadn't.
He wouldn't wake up if there was a fire. Or if we were getting robbed, or if the world was ending.
On cue, Matt lets out a huge snore that echoes through the living room.
I suddenly get really cold to the point my insides are slightly shivering.
I walk to the back of the house where lies a door that opens up to the back of our garage. I slowly turn the dial on the thermostat, raising the heat up a few degrees.
I walk upstairs to my room and debate weather if it was too cold or not to take a shower.
I grab my towel and head to the bathroom, setting the towel on the sink.
I turn on the water to medium heat and close the bathroom door.
I guess being no one knows anything about me this is a good place to think back about life. What do I have to lose?
A lot actually.
Anyways. My name is Briar Dawson, age 17. My hair is a light brown with a minimal amount of streaks of dirty blond mixed in there, it's naturally curly but more on the wavy side. My eyes are some what hazel, probably green mixed in there too, I'm not sure 'cause I don't really stare at myself in the mirror.
I'm like I said, about 4'6 feet tall with fairly tan skin, though I might have gotten lighter due to the fact it's winter.
I play violin, as if you hadn't realized that already.
I started playing at 9 when my school had a bring your parent to work day, Mikyla Evans brought her father who played violin and I was completely lost in the music being played. Me though brought both my mothers, Chrissy who was a writer for adults and Abigail my birth mother who was worked as a secretary for foster homes.
Mikyla and her little quad made fun of me that day, saying my mothers were weird for liking each other since they were both women. Also that my father must have left my mother because their daughter was such a low life.
That part hit me because in a way it was true, my father left about a year after I was born for another women. He claimed that he hadn't known my mother went prego and that she lied to him.
Since then though I quietly spoke to Mikyla's father about the violin and her words towards me. He told me that he had a violin tutor for children that would love to work with me. Mikyla also had a huge punishment after that too.
And since then I've been practicing and playing violin, getting a little better with each song.
At this moment I could play a few small songs but the one I perfected was Lego House by Ed Sheeran. I absolutely love that song. Although I say that for all his songs..
I guess you could also say I write poetry..some would say they're inspirational. Some would say they are sincerely depressing.
I say they describe this utterly confusing, exciting, yet questionable thing we call life.
For example one I had just recently wrote..
You find that when your in the middle of something scary or dangerous, that you don't think.
You don't plan things or realize that there might be a easier way out.
Your irrational and stupid.
You would do anything just to get out of that moment.
You want it so badly...
That everything else is forgotten.
•A/N I wrote this just in case any of you guys were wondering 😗•
Chrissy told me that musicians usually write poems and that it's good because I could write my own song if I'd like and play my violin and become famous or whatever.
I've never really thought that far ahead in life but I guess I could think about it.
Umm, my favorite animal is a panda. Favorite color is yellow. Hobbies consist of playing violin, sleeping, and taking long showers.
That reminds me.. you need to get your ass out the shower before you turn as wrinkly as a grandmas ass.
With that I quickly wash my hair with the apple shampoo and conditioner, also washing my bod and stepping out the shower careful not to fall.
I squeeze all the water out of my hair so It doesn't drip too much and wrap my towel around my waist.
I walk out the steamy bathroom and to my room, realizing that it was 6:37am.
Very long shower indeed.
I pick out some undergarments and put those on. I quickly dry my now curly hair with a fresh towel and go to my closet to pick out an outfit. Studying my wardrobe I don't notice my door open until it's to late.
"Bri? You in here?- OH MY GOD YOUR NAKED!" Matt yells surprised, yet still standing at my doorway.
"Ahhh! What the hell Matt, ever heard of knocking!?." I yell running across my room and grab a oversized shirt and quickly throw it on.
Matt, who had slightly turned started to laugh. "You act like I haven't seen you in a bikini before Bri, and you don't have to be embarrassed your beautiful." He says turning back around.
"Yeah yeah, what did you want?" I crack a small smile smile.
"Well I fell off the couch and didn't see you anywhere so I thought I crushed you. I panicked and called your name but you didn't answer so I looked around the house, then I heard the shower turn off and some noise so I walked upstairs guessing you had came out the shower and now Ta-Da!!." He gestures his hands towards my small figure as he looks down on me.
"Oh okay" was all i managed to say.
"I'll let you get dressed." Matt closes my door and I hear him chuckle a bit while walking downstairs.
Sighing I throw off the now damp top into my laundry bin.
Not really being able to pull out an outfit, i give up and decided on black skinny pants and a grey laced long sleeved shirt with a white tank top underneath that gives it this nice pattern look to it.
I slip on some socks and black Uggs. I quickly go to the bathroom and brush my teeth.
I let my hair air dry and i grab my phone and head downstairs.
I walk into the kitchen and see Matt eating cereal watching spongebob in the distance. I grab a cup from the pantry and pour some apple juice inside. Taking a sip, at that very moment I remember I had just brushed my teeth.
"Ack! Eww!" I shudder once I spit out the contents in my mouth. "yuck.."
Matt looks at me with confusion and starts to laugh.
I just leave the cup on the counter and take a seat besides him.
"So,What are we doing today?" He asks before looking at my outfit. "and you look nice."
"Thanks." I smile. "But I'm not sure, we could go anywhere." I shrug my shoulders.
"Hold on lemme check what's happening today." Matt pulls out his phone from his pocket and scrolls through it and types a few times.
"Well there's a party tonight. I know you don't really go to parties but Cassidy and Jessie are tagging along, please?" Matt begs.
"Fine, I guess ill go, but I'm staying like this." I say referring to my outfit, Matt just nods and smiles excitedly.
"What time does it start?"
"Umm round 8." He raises and eyebrow not sure or not if that's the correct time.
"Okay sounds good, so you should come by at like 7:30 or something." I say cracking my knuckles.
"Alright." He gets up and puts his bowl in the sink. "I'll go now though, I have to start homework." he laughs as he pulls on his shoes.
"You didn't walk here right?"
"No of course not!"
We laugh and I walk him to the door handing him his coat, watching as he puts it on.
"See you later Bri, Goodbye." Matt says looking down at me, and I look up at him.
He is about 5'11 feet tall so I try not to stand so close to him so I don't have to break my neck to look at him.
"Bye Matthew." I laugh using his full name.
"Bye Briar. I love that name by the way, it's so unique." he Hugs me and opens the front door.
"Tell my parents that." I wink playfully, shutting the door once i see matt pulls out of the parking space and down the road to his house safely.
It's now 7:26am and I am completely tired.
I flop down on the couch, taking out my phone and setting the alarm for 5pm just in case I don't wake up.
Pulling the blanket to my chin, I snuggle warmly into sleep.
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