First page of my wonderful book I am now writing :) We’ll see how far this goes
It was a grey and awful day, many clouds in the sky. You couldn’t hear a single car outside, or even a footstep on the ground. Everyone was asleep in their rooms, except Angel. Angel was wide awake drinking long and hard from a bottle of liqour. She’s trying to forget what happened yesterday, but she just can’t, she just keeps thinking about how good it felt to be with him again. That was at least until he dumped her. They were together for seven years, almost eight.
She hopes the liqour will help her forget, but if not hopefully it will make her numb to the pain. She sits there, hands shaking, face to the floor, and bottle in hand. Her blue-green eyes looking at the white tiled floor her redish-brown hair almost completely covering her face. She lights a smoke and breathes in deeply.
“When am I ever going to be good enough?” she asks herself. “Is it really worth the fight?” She always feels like giving up on days like these. She’s already wrote the note, and the rope is sitting in the closet. She’s just never had the strenght to do it.
She flicks her cigarette at the trash can and just misses by an inch or so, “Just my luck,” she says. She walks over, picks it up, throws it away, and walks outside into the now pouring rain. She thinks her parents will be waking up soon and she doesn’t want to be home when they do.
She’ll probably end up at Eric’s, her best guy friend’s, house. Angel usually goes there and wakes him up for school since his parents are rarely ever home. She gets there and goes inside to find him up and making breakfast. Angel realizes she hasnt ate anything in a whole day. When Eric realizes she’s there he asks, “do you want some breakfast?” “Sure, why not?”
She says smiling, “What are you doing awake so early?” All Eric does for a minute is smiles as if he’s thinking of an excuse, then he says, “I’m making you and me breakfast.” She looks at him kind of puzzled “you were making US breakfast? You didn’t even know if I was going to come over.” “Yeah can’t friends make breakfast for each other? And I kinda figured you’d come over like you always do.”
Angel had no idea what to say so she just smiled. Eric caught a glimps of her smile and kind of laughed. Then he said “pancakes for the finest lady of all”, as he set the plate on the table. “Why thank you my fine prince”, she said hesitantly. They both smiled and blushed as they started eating. When they finished it was off to school they went.
Everyone at their school thinks there dating, but there not. They get so tired of everyone saying they are. Deep down inside Eric wishes they were. Deep down inside Angel wishes they were too. Neither one knows what the other one is truely feeling. Angel sometimes thinks that’s why she drinks so much.
Angel doesn’t have any friends but Eric at school, and lucky for her he’s in all of her classes and has the same lunch as her. Truth be told when she found out she started jumping up and down, luckily he wasn’t around to see her act completely insane. She always tries to be normal, but also herself when ever he’s around, but somethimes it never works.
Tell me what you think :)