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Sleeping Beauty
Grace
This wasn’t fair that dad had grounded her to go and
disappear for a week. Then this morning waking up to the police at her door
looking at her like she was some orphan only to find out she was.
Babbling, right, I did that a lot. My name is Grace Wellings
and I am fourteen years old. My dad had been going on business trips since I
had turned four and mum died. It stung still that he hadn’t even asked if I was
okay at the time. I was four and didn’t understand and I kept blaming myself
for it. KI had never even thought that it was possible that it was just that
she was sick. But back then I wouldn’t have even understood that because I was
still trying to work out how to write a full sentence with spaces. There was no
way a four year old could understand how cancer worked. But still he just
disappeared, faded away slowly. He only realised what he was doing to me when I
was hospitalised a few years ago for almost bleeding to death. He hadn’t even
noticed the cuts on my arms. What kind of
dad wouldn’t notice his child had scars or was bleeding? I had thought this
to myself so many times that it came to a point where I no longer needed him
and only depended on myself. I had built my walls and put myself into a daze
like state to some. To others I seemed broken. But there was one person who
wouldn’t give up on me no matter how hard I tried to make him leave me alone.
His name, Riley Chandling. He would find
me when I ran out of the class and hunt me down at lunch to make sure I ate. I
don’t know why he bothered. My walls were too high and too thick for anyone to
break down. No matter how hard he had tried he just couldn’t break them.
It came the time I went back to school after I lost my dad.
The police told me there was an accident on the freeway and he was the only
person who had died. They said it would be understandable if she wished to sue
the man who caused the accident and who had survived without so much of a
scratch. But I saw no point. My dad had died to me a long time ago. The guy had
only gotten ridden of the shell that was left of him. The last thing that made weak.
I walked to my locker at school feeling the eyes on my head.
I could hear the whispering no matter what they thought. The whole ‘ she’s so
broken, she already lost her mum,’ if only they knew. But they didn’t and that
didn’t mean they could talk about her or her so called ‘family’ behind her
back. She spun on her heel towards the voices when two very strong arms caught
her by surprise.
“ I know you don’t really want to do what your thinking of
doing right now,” he whispered softly in my ear. Riley had always managed to
turn up right when she didn’t want him around. Like right now. She was angry.
She was more than angry she was furious that he stopped her from getting to
those girls and boys sitting in front of her, who had the decency to get up and
leave knowing that they had been caught.
Riley
He wanted so badly to make sure that she would just open up
to someone. Even before when they were younger as kids he remembered her as the
tough little soldier who hid her emotions with a mask on her face. Of course,
now that her parents were both dead it did seem a little more reasonable.
Growing up with her had taught him that give her the chance and she will let
her ager out on someone.
I can’t believe she’s actually trying to fight against me
right now?! It’s barely 8 o’clock and no matter how much makeup she used the
dark bags under her eyes were showing through. She would pass out of exhaustion
at the rate she’s going. So, I pick her up and carry her away to the schools
roof slash garden club thing. I set her down and tell her that she needs to
calm down. I can tell she can hear me because when she is fully tuned out her
eyes roll a little. But now they were looking straight ahead. She was probably
thinking of some extravagant way to weasel her way out of this little
conversation but I had a death grip on her.
I took a deep breath noticing how close we were. I could
never give up on her because I loved her. It sounded cliché but it was true. I had loved her since we had started
high school. WE had been growing closer as the years went by. Even when her mum
was gone he had still managed to keep a little part of her alive. But now, he
wasn’t sure he would be able to. She looked so broken. Used, unloved, deathly,
there were many words that would describe Grace but weak was never one of them.
What ever that has happened to her through her life, her mums and dads death,
she never deserved it.
It was about then that it
happened. She cried. Sobbed even. Never in his entire life had he seen her in a
state like this before. He didn’t know what to do. But he had an idea. He had
seen the signs in the past few months. She probably would have let go long ago
if the feeling weren’t there.
So he kissed her on the lips. Long
and passionate, until her tears were gone.
“ I love you Grace Wellings, I
always have and forever will,” I said to her holding her head in my hands,
pulling her forehead to rest on mine. That's when I saw it. Something that I hadn’t
seen from her in years. A smile.
“ I love you too,” She said and
kissed him again.
“You were like a sleeping beauty,
you know that?” She smirked and went in for more kisses.
“That means you're my prince
charming,”
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