Revival

Chapter 9: Waiting to Cross

Listen to 'Lost Boy' by Ruth B for this chapter.

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I say goodbye and watch Taylor go inside, throwing me a wave then shutting the door. Before that she had been looking at me with worry in her eyes which only confused me. She also asked me a couple of times if I was okay - which I think I am - and I haven't figured out why. Maybe because of that moment I had?

Shrugging away my unanswered question I walk away from the perfect neighbourhood.

I decide to go see Cole. It's been a few days and he hadn't been at school so I should check up on him, make sure he's alright.

After knocking on the grand door at the front of his massive house I wait for Cole to open it, however when the door swings open I'm greeted by someone much smaller. A girl that resembles Cole with sandy blonde pigtails and light grey eyes.

"Kai!" Naomi exclaims, beaming up at me. 

I'd seen Naomi, Cole's little sister, numerous times before when I've been round. I sometimes help Cole look after her by playing with her, which she loves. She's a very perky girl, so innocent and oblivious to the world surrounding her.

What I would give to be carefree again. 

"Hiya, Naomi."

I smile as she wraps her short arms around my waist to give me a hug. After she pulls away I begin to ask for Cole but she already has her small hand in mine and is pulling me inside.

"Cole's in the sitting room. We're watching Sleeping Beauty." Naomi says happily as she drags me in that direction.

Like any other five-year-old girl, Naomi loves princesses and all things Disney. Her pink princess dress and glimmering tiara give that away.

We enter the sitting room but what I see is nothing I was prepared for. I double over laughing hysterically at the sight before me. I laugh so hard that I have to stop to take a breath and tears stream down my face. 

Cole, frowning, is sitting on the couch wearing a bright pink tutu skirt and a shining tiara on the top of his sandy blonde locks that exactly matches Naomi's only less glittery.

"Are you done?" Cole asks minutes later, arms crossed and cheeks burning red.

"Nope." I reply, popping the 'p' before erupting into laughter again. I can't help it. He has literally just made my entire day.

When I finally stop laughing I plop down on the couch next to Cole and try to give him an apologetic look which lasts about three seconds as I am not sorry in the slightest. You can't blame me.

"C'mon, you know that you look hilarious."

"I think big bro looks very peautifole." Naomi chirps from her seat in front of the tv. 

I smile at the adorable way she says the word 'beautiful'. Cole rolls his eyes and huffs.

"Yeah, I know I look stupid." He whispers so that Naomi doesn't hear. "But she made me wear this and you're not meant to rub it in."

I just smirk at him in response.

"We were playing princesses."

"Thought as much." I reply, a gleam in my eyes.

Glancing towards the tv I watch as the prince leans down to kiss the princess awake. Naomi squeals with such delight that you'd never guess she'd seen the movie millions of times before.

What little it takes to make a child happy. I just scowl at the overplayed cliché.

After the movie finishes I get up and follow Cole into the pristine kitchen. Counters of marble and cupboards of the clearest white take up the space as well as the most up-to-date oven, microwave and stove.