Chapter 5: Chapter 5
Scarlet POV~~
I made my way downstairs after getting up soo early which was unusual for me considering it's a weekend.
I went into the kitchen where I could sense breakfast.
Mom smiled at me when I walked into the kitchen and I smiled back. She was standing over the stove, using a whisk to scramble some eggs.
"Morning mom," I greeted
"Hi, honey," she said simply.
"Food looks great," I said admiring the spread that was already on the stove.
"I'm gonna make them for as long as you still got an appetite for my cooking " she looked at me for the first time since I got into the kitchen.
The silence continues amidst the irritating sound I was making on the table with my fingertips and my mom focusing on making breakfast.
"And here you go..." My mom said leaving a cup of pomegranate juice and a plate of toasts and eggs in front of me and later serving herself.
"Thank you" I smile at her.
As soon as I started to dig in than I hear my mom mumbling, trying to get at something.
"Umm listen, I know you probably don't wanna talk about it and this is probably not the best time but are you still having the dreams again?"
"I stared at my mom with the fork halfway through my mouth.
"I didn't mean to invade your privacy but I heard noise coming from your room last night and I came to check on you"
I continued to stare at her trying to come up with an excuse to escape this conversation.
She looked at me, her face telling me she was still expecting an answer from me.
"I was a little bit exhausted yesterday after school which might have stimulated the whimpering you heard" I lied...well not exactly since I was exhausted after school the previous day which was Friday.
She sat there looking at me and I knew she didn't buy it.
"You were okay for some time and now that school commenced it is becoming worse. I am gonna have to make an appointment with Doctor Paul" She said.
"I said I am fine!" I yelled.
I get up and stormed out of the kitchen past the hallway into the living room and out of the house banging the door right behind me. I feel awful about me yelling at her when I am fully aware she is just trying to protect me. I hate it when she worries so much about me. I know she just wants to help but she already has a lot going on with her and I didn't want my problems making it worse.
I'd been having trouble sleeping since the day I was notified about Heather's death. Waking up in the middle of the night screaming from nightmares I mostly couldn't remember.
The nightmares ceased a few days after middle school graduation and now they are back double fold.
Mom couldn't boil it down to anything since she couldn't patch it up with the death of my middle school classmate.
A dog's bark snaps me out of. my reverie and I look to my side to see a lovely Alaskan malamute staring at me with small round eyes. I used to work part-time walking people's dogs even tho I never owned one myself. Mom had a phobia to dogs from a childhood experience of hers or something.
"Oh, there you are" A relief voice grabs my attention as the dog relishes when I continued to stroke him my hands.
He came straight to the dog and starts to pet him.
"And...who might you be"
I knew he was talking to me but for some unspecified reason, I felt like he was being rude and I didn't feel the need to reply him.
He doesn't think I stole his dog, does he?
I was already irritated enough to last me a day. He looked at me like I was some kinda weirdo and went away with his dog.
As I look at them from behind, a soft cool breeze past me, making my light dull brown hair sway in it and I sigh when I remembered I have to go back home.
I walk down a few blocks still thinking about what had just happened with mom.
A sinking feeling weighs down my chest and it felt as if someone was watching me in a back alley, more like examining me. I looked behind me and everything seemed normal. Everyone about their business. People who work on Saturdays in a rush to go to work and others going for jogging.
I turned and kept on walking forward. I still had the feeling someone was watching me or observing me. I made a brisk turn to my left viewpoint and still no one.
"I have got to get myself together"
I haven't been myself since the little paper experience at school. Just as I made up my mind to go back home...
" Oh my God!...Ouch!!"
I placed my hand on my forehead rubbing it due to the pain I felt from the sudden bump.
"Why don't you watch where you are going" I say still in pain and my voice blended with bitterness with my hand still on my forehead where I feel there is probably a bump up there. I look up to see who had inflicted such pain on me early this morning and holly molly...there stood the most desirable dude I have ever seen in the neighbourhood. For a second a forgot about the pain I was soo disgruntled about earlier on and stared at him.
"Hey, are you okay?"
"I am sorry for nudging into you like that, I got preoccupied for a moment" I still didn't say anything and just gawked at him.
"Okay, so I am gonna go now since I'm kinda in a hurry"
He went away just as hastily as he appeared "OMG! his soo handsome !"
I thought to myself.
I made my way back home still thinking of Mr gorgeous. I am not one to gawk over some random handsome guy but this one felt special.
"I am home" I called out right after I shut the door behind me.There was no movement or noise in the house.
"Mom" I called out.
"Could she have gone out? or is she mad at me?" I thought to myself.
Still not receiving any response from her, I made my way into her room and thankfully I hear the pitter-patter of the shower. I wanted to apologise for yelling at her and leaving the table during breakfast but I guess it can wait.
I made my way to my room seeing as I need a shower myself. I threw myself on my bed the second I entered the room.
As much as I didn't want it to, my mind scampered back to the memory from before with the handsome dude and I knew It's gonna a long weekend.
Gifts
-- Gift
received Weekly Power Status
-- Power
Ranking 
-- Power
stone