Wanderlust: The Descendents

II - Blackout

Renibelle on the side . . 

Next thing I know, the police are surrounding the alley. Flooding it with red and blue lights.

An officer bandaged my arm up as I sat on the back of an ambulance car. Two officers managed to limp the robber, in hancuffs to a police car. He glared at me before he got in the car, and while the officier continued her interrogation, I couldn't help but notice something.

His eyes had changed from the bright green they were to a natural dark brown.

How the hell did that happen?

Suddenly, my mom's blue car pulled up, obnoxiously to the crime scene. The police approached her but she was so distraught, she didn't even hear them.

"Mom?" I croaked. She grabbed my face, and kissed me on top of the forehead.

"I'm here now, baby." She soothed. "Im here now?"

I felt like I have seen her in years. Her eyes were bloodshot red. Had she been crying before she got here? Maybe so. 

I went straight to by bedroom as soon as we got home. I didn't even care about dinner. Not like anyone cared if I was fed or not. All there was were leftovers from three nights ago. I wasn't having it.

The repitition of the same thought caused my toes to curl, under my purple fuzzy blanket. "There coming for you... just wait."

"Ren?" My mom's soft voice called from the other side of my door. I opened it, and flung my self back on to my bed.

She sat next to me, with a big cup of steaming hot chocolate. I took it, only because it had been the only good thing in the house.

"That man's going to jail for a long time, he's not going to hurt you anymore." 

I continued to look out the window, flooded with raindrops from the ongoing rain storm. It seemed as if everything had disappeared, and we lived at the dead end of the world.

"Renibelle, What's wrong with you?" She asked me as her spanish accent showed.  I gripped the comforter I had around me.

The cold wind created chills down my arm, and through my body. I looked with the corner of my eye at my dad's photo that sat right on my dresser by my bed. My mother sighed and rubbed my cover. I'd got under her skin which I hadn't intended to do orginally.

"I miss him too, honey."

"Bullshit!" I shrieked, I stood up to my feet . 

"Renibelle.. "

"If you really missed him you wouldnt have stopped the police from looking for him! So don't come with me with that crap mom! "

"Hey! You better watch your fucking mouth before I …  " She stopped herself.   I pulled my head back,  not believing what she was about to say. I actually felt myself pouting. She had a look of shock on her face too. 

Before I could even say anything , Ron busted into my room.  I didnt plan on staying anyway.  

"What the hell is going on in here ?" He asked. I looked at both of them and shortly ran out of the room, not listening to them call out behind me. 

I rushed to the nearest bathroom and raised the window. The wind vioiently pushing up against my body. It wasnt raining as much anymore, just the wind. Although it was actually comfortable.