Feather After

Chapter 7

Feather After // Chapter 7// Good Night Kiss

Aria's POV

After moving to Seattle this had been the second time I had left the hospital with a gauze wrapped around my head. It wasn't the best feeling. That is not even the problem. The problem was that the first time I got this thing wrapped around my head, only Nanna was there who was giving me those scary slash angry looks. This time my mother, father, and Nanna had joined hands and made an alliance; Glare Aria Alliance.

The Fabulous G double-A.

They took turns to glare at me. But most of the times it was just Nanna and her employer, my mother. I kept smiling at both of them. I sat in the middle while Nanna and mother sat on my left and right respectively. My father had stopped at the hospital to take care of the bills. My parents shouting at me and then punishing me would have been better than this glaring game. This was the problem with Nanna and my parents they didn't say anything when I made a mistake and it was more nerve-wracking than scolding. It was annoying as well as irritating. I didn't want to open my mouth so I just let it be.

When I-we reached home, saying we are although very weird. I went to my room and laid on my bed like a starfish. It felt nice to be back near my favorite window. I closed my eyes. I was just drifting to sleep when I heard someone shake my shoulder.

"Are you asleep?" It's was definitely my mother. I turned the other side so that my back was facing her and then she shook me again. I could hear her, but I didn't have the energy to wake up and talk to her.

"Are you asleep Aria?" She asked again.

I got up and growled. I was asleep. My brain was working but my body was asleep.

"Don't you dare growl at me, Aria Everly Rhett!" I head my mother grumble. She was upset. So was I. I was supposed to be angry I was supposed to be shouting at her, not the other way around.

"What do you want?" I asked and got up. I kept my eyes closed. I was going to sleep again. And if I opened my eyes, I would rub them and if I rubbed them, my sleep would vanish and I wouldn't be able to sleep all night.

"It's bad manners, open your eyes and look at me!" She grumbled again.

I didn't have my parents till the last twelve-thirteen hours. It shouldn't have shocked you!

"What's up mom?" I opened my right eye, and I kept my left eye closed.

"When did you become so dramatic?" She asked me.

In your absence.

I just shrugged and didn't say anything. Saying nothing was my problem but that problem kept me away from the other problems like talking back and being a bitch. I was a relatively nice person compared to the other rich kids like me. I looked at her, hoping that she would get the signal and tell me why she was here, ruining my sleep.

"Your father and I were thinking that-" she stopped and looked at me. She was trying to understand my reaction.

Something was wrong. Even when I was in hospital something was going on, Nanna, mother, and father knew it but they were not telling me anything. They kept quiet and that silence had started to bug me.

"You were thinking," I urged her to continue and waved my hand in the air signaling her to continue. She was sitting on the bed and suddenly she shifted and got up.

"Nothing good night, Aria, sleep tight," She told me and bent down to kiss my forehead and left. She was still dressed in her black suit and shirt paired with her all-time favorite nude heels. I don't know what kind of a heal it is. It had a rod attached at one end and the rod was quite thin. It was almost like a thin cylinder, these women and their endless fashion.

I tried to remember the imprint of her kiss on the forehead. It was rare. It never happened to me before. And I almost felt the need for it. When I was small (not that small) students in my school used to talk about there parents tucking them to bed and singing to them and even reading them bedtime stories. I never had those experiences.

Nanna did everything to me and she used to read stories to me but she was neither my mom nor my dad. I took a deep breath and started thinking about something nice, like flowers.

I lay on the bed and this time nobody disturbed me. Next day the usual thing happened. Nanna came to wake me up, I went inside the bathroom, did my business, bathed and got dressed. I chose my all-time favorite dark blue full sleeved shirt and a pair of black jeans. I wore my black Nike shoes and grabbed my bag. No homework today. All thanks to my injury. I got down and I asked for a cup of coffee.

I sat on the chair opposite to my father and parallel to my mother. My father was not dressed and he was wearing his night suit, blue trousers with white lines. My mother was ready, I don't know why but she just was.

"Aria please drink a cup of milk instead," mother ordered and for the first time, everyone's eyes were on me. Nanna stood silently beside me and she didn't say a word.

"Okay," I grabbed the cup which was sitting on the table next to the well-arranged table setting and gave it to Nanna. She poured some milk in it and gave it to me. I gulped it in one go and got up to leave for school. I mumbled a good bye and turned to walk away. Nanna was on my heals. She stuck with me like glue and when I climbed in the car she smiled at me and waved at me.

That was the usual.

A new driver was appointed to me and I asked him to stop at least two away from the school like always and got out. I walked to school and met with Misty.

"Oh my god," She said and ran to me. She was sitting on the pedestal of our school's former inspiration Mr. Maple. Her friends looked at her and then at me.

She hugged me and I hugged her back. Although my nose started to hurt but then it was okay.

You don't get to feel like home all the time, do you?

"You know what the hottest gossip is?" She said and here I thought she was going to ask me what happened to me.

"He is back!" She announced and almost did a happy dance.

"Who?"

"He," She said and asked me turn around.