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My Untitled Story {First chapter: Late Night Talks} |
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Late Night Talks
I woke again startled from my most recent nightmare; it was a couple moments until I realized there was a high-pitched noise comming from my mouth. I shut it immediately, the noise stopped. A soft thudding came from the hallway outside my room. I tried my best to hide my self under my covers. The thudding stopped outside my door, with the creaking of the hinges my door slide open. I peered over the covers to see who or what was that stood in my doorway. There stood my couisn who was closer than a brother was, and more protective of one Cole.
His wavy, brown umber hair was flying in all directions, arms folded across a white t-shirt that flauted his muscular chest. As well, I noticed he was wearing the cartoon boxers I gave to him for Christmas last year; he looked younger than his seventeen years. I had to force my self to stifle a giggle; he did not look like he was in the mood to laugh . Cole's face was set hard, the corners of his mouth pulling down to a frown. I thought he was getting use to my night terrors by now it seemed like a daily routine, for me at leat. I t had been like this ever since our parents died in a car crash almost a year and a half now.
I was lost in thought of the past year when cole approached my bed and sat on the edge I looked up at him curioiusly, awaiting the lecture that was about to come. he gave a deep sigh, his chest inflating shortly before he exhaled, and then looked at me. Even though his golden brown eyes showed worry, his face was still set hard.
"Rosianna" he breathed
I looked up at him in suprise at using my full name
"This has to stop," he finally said after a couple moments of thought
"What do you mean?" I asked
"This has to stop" he repeated as if he never heard me "we're starting a new school tomorrow"
"I know" I glanced at him replaying this same conversation in my head that we had earlier, I knew exactly what he was going to say next
Again, he ignored me " the teachers aren't going to go easy on you like the ones at home did"
I sighed impatiently
"Waking up at" he glanced at the alarm clock nest to my bed "four thirty in hte morning, you need sleep so you can concentrate at school and..."
I stopped him by placing my hands on his before he continued on "Cole, I know your worried and I know I need to change something's. But you must give it time"
As I said this to him his features began to soften. Taking a deep breath and looked down, his face completely soft now.
"Rosi, I just want your life to be as normal as what it was before the crash" pain flickered across his face at the mention of our parents dimise.
Sorrow washed over me, it hurt to see Cole sad even in the tiniest bit. He always seemed to take the death of our parents lightly, though I knew better than it affected him as much as it did me if not more, I suppose it was because he was trying to be strong for me, that he concealed it. Cole leaned forward and kissed my forehead, smiling he laughed at his self "what am I doing?" I looked at him confused he only smiled wider.
"What?" I finally asked when he didn't answer
"I'm yelling at you for waking yourself up by having nightmares then not going back to sleep," he paused and chuckled a bit " and here I am keeping you up by yelling at you, the irony."
He pushed me back to my pillow and puleld blankets ovre me, kissing my forehead one last time. "Try to get some more sleep before whe have to get up for school'
I turned to lay on my side, whispering a goodnight before he slipped outside my door, the hinges creaking again. A couple moments passed until I heard his feet softly thuddign back to his room I on the other had was sleeping soundly before the thudding began to fade.
((this is the first chapter I'll be adding the others later))
 ChristinaNoraas · Sun Apr 29, 2007 @ 04:55pm · 1 Comments |
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