I woke up at seven o'clock and was surprisingly satisfied with the little sleep I had had. We had gone to bed at one in the morning but my nightmares played a big part in me jumping out of bed. They were unusually clear today and were haunting me even with my eyes wide open. In order to wash away the dream I jumped into the shower putting the water on cold.
After ten minutes I stepped out shivering but found images of my dad at the top of my head. I closed my eyes trying to get rid of the picture of my dad dead. I shook my head. It was no use.
I went downstairs after getting ready and made myself a coffee as I entered the kitchen. Probably due to the fact it was a Sunday nobody was up yet. I wish someone was though, to distract me from my nightmare. I thought the theory of nightmares was that they ended after you were out of bed.
Just as I finished my coffee aunt Heather walked in.
"What are you doing up so early?"
I shrugged, "I thought I might go to the graveyard"
This in fact was something I had just decided on before she walked in. Aunt Heather looked a little awkward though, "Er...you know you have to ask Dylan right?"
What? I had to ask Dylan? What the-
"I didn't-" Aunt Heather said hastily obviously seeing the anger on my face or eyes. I cut her off though,
"It doesn't matter I'll ask him" I said softening my voice a little. It wasn't her fault. She looked relieved but I could tell something was bothering her. I asked her and she replied, "It's just...your eyes...they turned red"
I smiled and explained my condition. She would have to know if we'd be living together.
"You might want to go now. He's in his office" She said after a while.
I nodded getting up. I had to get this over with I thought as I walked to what I had always remembered as Uncle John's office. I obviously hadn't been the first one up as I had thought. As I entered the office I was a little taken back to see how different it was from the first time I had been in. It now was furnished fully with a few frames hung up aswell. It looked quite homey contrasting to any word I would describe Dylan as.
"Yes?"
The husky voice interrupted my thoughts abruptly and caused me to look at the figure at the desk. He was looking down at some papers not looking up at my entrance.
"I'm going to go to the graveyard today" I said. I deliberately didn't shape it as a question.
"No"
The answer was short and had hit me hard.
"What do you mean 'no' I didn't ask you for your permission"
"Then why are you here?" I could hear the smirk in his voice and it annoyed me. He was still looking at his stupid papers.
"I was just letting you know so you wouldn't get worried"
The lie sounded pathetic even to my own ears.
"And why would I be worried?"
I could hear the tease in his voice. Urgh! Why was he so irritating!
I turned on my heel to walk out of the room, "Well I'm going anyway. Whether you like it or not!"
"No you're not"
I turned my head to look back at him and to give him the most dirtiest look I could muster. It was wasted though as he still hadn't looked up.
"You're not what?" I heard a voice at the door say. As I looked to the person who had asked the question I realised that Will was addressing me. I didn't answer as he stepped into the office. He raised his eyebrows waiting for my reply. I didn't reply though. Instead I walked passed him and stormed out of the room slamming the door behind me. I was so freaking frustrated! Who the hell did he think he was!
I marched to my room in fury and collapsed onto the bed burying my head into my pillow. I screamed into it to release some of my anger. The fact was that even if I wanted to disobey Dylan I couldn't as I had no one to drive me. Well I suppose I could run to the graveyard in wolf form....
I was disturbed from my thoughts by a little knock at the door. I stood up from the bed and opened the door to see a troubled looking Will.
"You're still angry" he stated frowning at my eyes. I realised my eyes must still be red. I sighed moving from the doorway to let him pass.
"Angry is an understatement" I muttered.
He walked in and sat on the bed. As I turned to look at him he had quite a scared expression on his face.
"Well...erm...Dylan...said thatifyouwanttogoicantakeyou" he babbled.
I smiled at his nervousness which seemed to lighten him up a little. I grabbed my key that Heather had given me yesterday and my phone.
"Come on then" I said walking to the door.
As I walked towards it I was enveloped into a hug from behind. I laughed turning around to look at a sheepish looking Will.
"What was that for?" I asked but he just shrugged.
He took my hand and led me outside to his car. What the hell! What was with these lots cars!
I ran my hand over the car in awe. I had a love for cars which I think I had inherited from Alan. I didn't know much about them though. For example their makes or anything but I loved Audi's and I definitely loved the one in front of me. Will laughed at my expression and opened the door for me before walking to the driver's side.
The drive to the graveyard was about 25 minutes and was filled with talk the whole way. I found it as easy as ever to talk to Will. When we arrived Will parked up and asked if I wanted him to stay in the car. I shook my head. I knew he would want to see the graves aswell. We got out of the car and I led him to the graves. They were all side by side which was both convenient and comforting to know.
I didn't cry. I just sat there on the grass with Will's arm around me. I had never brought flowers with me. I never allowed them at the funeral either. I knew neither of my brothers liked flowers at funerals as we had joked about the purpose of them before.
After about 30 minutes I stood up and pulled Will up with me. I was suprised to see tears in his eyes. I wrapped my arm around his waist as we walked towards the car.
Once we were in the car and out of the graveyard Will asked if I wanted to go somewhere to eat. I agreed that going to get a burger would be a very good idea.
Will parked up at KFC and we walked in. We ordered our food and ate.
"You know you don't eat like normal girls?" Will said leaning back in his chair watching me devour my burger.
I laughed pointing at his two empty boxes in which his burgers had come in, "Like you can talk"
"Well I suppose you need the strength if you're planning on breaking more things"
"Uh?"
"Alex...erm...you do know you broke Dylan's door when you stormed out of his room?"
My mouth dropped open , "You're lying"
Will shook his head with a little smile on his face obviously amused with my reaction.
We walked out of the KFC after half an hour or so as Will was intent on teasing me through the whole of dessert which caused me to retaliate. For about 20 minutes we had just sat there arguing whilst other customers stared at us.
By the time we got home it was one o'clock and I was in a pleasant mood. I found this wierd as it contrasted greatly to any word I would describe the morning as. As we got in I headed upstairs to my room but was stopped by a stern looking Chloe. She had her hands on her hips and a frown on her face.
"And where have you been missy! I hope you weren't getting out of shopping!"
"I went to the graveyard" I muttered. I watched as her face changed to one of sympathy. I hated the look she was giving me. It was the look everyone gave me for days after they died.
I pushed passed her and walked into my room leaving the door open as I knew she would follow me. I saw her reflection in the mirror. She was stood behind me with an upset expression on her face. Instantly regret filled me. I shouldn't have gotten angry with her. What was the matter with me? I definitely needed to keep my emotions in check.
"I'll be down in a minute and then we can go shopping" I said to her. She smiled happily, gave me a hug and literally bounced out of the room. I rolled my eyes at her enthusiasm and walked out after her once I had been to the bathroom to freshen up a little.
On the way out however I was unfortunate enough to bump into Jason and Dylan who looked liked they were heading to Dylan's room.
"Hi princess! Looking for me?" Jason asked placing his arm around my shoulder.
I swatted his arm away laughing. I was suprised to find that I found his flirting amusing.
"Sure. Whatever helps you to sleep at night" I retorted.
"And what's this I hear about you breaking a certain somebody's office door?" He asked.
My eyes flickered to Dylan but he was walking ahead into his room.
"She was too fat to walk through the door like a normal person" I heard Dylan say.
I tried my hardest not to get upset with his harsh words. This was Dylan. I should expect this much from him.
I spun around to walk back downstairs but before I did so I heard a voice in my ear, "I'm sorry. I'll sort him out"
I walked down the stairs to find Chloe. I appreciated Jason's comment but I knew nothing would ever stop Dylan from being so mean. I was foolish to think he might have changed. I mean what had I ever said to him! Not to mention the fact that-
"Hey Lexi. Chloe said you're going shopping?"
I was interrupted from my thoughts by Felix.
"Erm...yeah?"
Felix had always offered to take me shopping but I had always declined after 'the incident'.
"Felix listen I'm sorry-"
"Hey! Hey! You don't need to apologise. Listen just go and have fun right? You deserve it" He said pulling me into a hug.
"Thank you" I whispered in his ear.
I could always count on Felix.
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