It Rained Today, Riley Redbird [best way to read an ebook TXT] 📗

Faith

It rained today. It hadn’t rained for quite a while now. The sun had been high up in the sky, shining and honestly, al the sunny cheerfulness was getting too hard to handle. A gush of wind that blew in from my window sent chills down my spine .I zipped my black hoodie and looked behind me. I had a lot of unpacking to do and yet I’d been sitting here looking at the rain pour on my window for what seemed like hours. Everything was the way they used to be before I left. I still remember painting those dark thorny roses on my wall and writing my favorite song nest to the roses. My rock hard bed with sheets in murky colors stood in the far corner where I’d spend hours writing. Writing was my passion, my secret paradise and sometimes my obsession. I walked out of my room closing the door behind me. I looked around. The hallway was kind of dark and shadowy. My lips curved into a smile remembering the times this very hallway would be lighted up with flavored candles, the whole house would smell of pumpkin pie in the fall and jasmines in the spring. You grew up. I mumbled to myself. Oh how I miss the sweet scent and all those times I-Damn!! Before I knew it, something had tackled me to the floor. It was heavy and huge. Its fur gave out a sensation of warmth and safety.

‘’midnight!’’ it was my golden retriever.

‘’awh girl get offa me.’’ I giggled

Midnight whined and licked my chin.

‘’who’s the cute doggy? Who’s the cute doggy??’’ I cuddled with her.

‘’of course you are.’’ Midnight nuzzled my face and let me go. She brought back a lot of childhood memories.

‘’mommy, midnight ate all my oatmeal!!!!!’’ my sister who was 6 years younger than me yelled downstairs at the kitchen just as I was entering the house.

‘’quit whining Jenny.’’ I rolled my eyes at my sister. She had wild, curly and dark brown hair which complemented her pale complexion and rosy cheeks. I always wonder why I was the only one in the family with raven black hair which was pin straight and let’s say tame able .

I was just starting to drizzle when I slammed the door of my room behind me entering my room. The raindrops came in from my open window as I tried closing it.

‘’last one to the back yard is a smelly swine!!’’ jenny poked her head into my room making her curls bounce. Ohh, we always did this. We’d race to the kitchen, the grocery store, school anywhere.

‘’face it, you are always the smelly swine Jennifer Moody.’’ I yelled as I raced down the staircase to the kitchen. My black hair went flying as I was being followed by jenny herself. The kitchen smelled of apple pie. Our kitchen always smelled of something good. It has always been my favorite place in the entire house. I’d always find my comfort food here.

‘’stop behaving like a ten year old Faith.’’ My mother yelled as I raced out of the kitchen door completely ignoring her to the green grass in our backyard. The raindrops fell on my face and left a soothing effect both physically and mentally. The rain always made everything look beautiful. I jumped up and down on the wet grass which made drops of water fly in the air. My black skirt and hair fluttered in perfect rhythm as I felt like Alice in wonderland. The wet green grass smelled or rain. Soon I was tackled my jenny and midnight who’d been following us all along. All three of us rolled on the wet grass laughing until we were dirty, smelly and wet.

I sighed as a tear rolled down my cheek but smiled as quickly remembering how much mom hated it when we brought wet and dirty midnight into the house because according to her, we all reeked. I walked over to the same staircase jenny and I used to race on and looked at the kitchen. For the first time in my life the kitchen seemed abandoned and didn’t smell of anything. I sighed for what seemed like the millionth time and put on my combat boots. I walked out the backdoor. It was still raining. All the dust from the grey sidewalks had been washed off. Home was just the way I remembered it. The white ivy covered walls hadn’t changed a bit. The shutters needed to be painted and the stepping stones that led to the backdoor were covered in mud. Home. I mumbled to myself. It didn’t feel like home anymore. It had lost all its homely sparkle over the four years. The very sight of my home, my sanctuary failed to make me feel better. This place brought back a thousand memories. I love memories. They never change even if we do. They remain as they are in the past so you can close your eyes and just play them in your head. Over and over until they lose their meaning.

My feet were moving. It was like my heart was up to something. I in walked the rain which always seemed to have that effect on me. But somehow I knew where I was going. I knew that deep down I still believed that everything would be ok. My feet took me to a meadow, my meadow. I always come to this place when I’m feeling low or sometimes even happy. I’d spend hours lying on the yellow green grass looking at the blue skies with fluffy white clouds which always reminded me of ice cream as the wind brought dandelions in the air. But today it was a different scene here altogether. There were no blue skies, a storm was brewing and it was getting awfully cold. Man, I haven’t been here in four years.

‘Why me..?’’ my voice faded with the wind .I kneeled in front of a tree next to some broken fences.

‘’I’m too afraid of being on my own. ‘’ I choked.

Life was never the same growing up. I never found what true happiness. I never found myself or what I wanted to do in life. The last four years I spent all my time and effort in something I never wanted to do. I’d been studying medicine out of town because that’s what everyone expected me to do. For once I needed a friend, who’d let me be who I am, who’d actually listen to me.

I sobbed and rested my head on the fence. I closed my eyes as I curled up on the floor. The rain had turned into a storm but I wasn’t ready to leave. Not yet. I just lay there taking deep breaths as fat drops of rain fell on my face making my hair stick to my face. The sounds of the sky roaring and wind gushing soon vanished as I drifted off to my own world. Just a little longer.

Xavier

Help me. I mumbled standing in the middle of the dull grey sidewalk all alone. My hands were shoved inside my pockets. My black hair fell over one of my eye as I tried pushing it back. I was almost there to a meadow. I went there often. I don’t know why but I just did. Nothing made sense to me anymore. Not even the sudden shower that had hit upon the town today. I slowly walked slowly towards my tree. Raindrops hit my face. I took each drop inside my soul to my heart wishing it will cleanse me, heal me and find me a way to cope up with my life. Life which sometimes comes on like a storm and changes everything, sometimes so fast that you don’t even realize what has changed and yet everything seems so alien and different. I didn’t realize the rain had actually turned in to violent storm as I continued walking. The day had brought nothing but fear and insecurity inside of me again. I’m tired of punching my walls or screaming through pillows. Frank, my only friend says I have a serious mental illness. They say I need help, I need a therapist. But he’s wrong. I need someone to talk to. Someone who will let me complain and ramble and not say ‘’everything will be ok’’ like everyone does but take my hand and just listen. I’m tired of closing my eyes or making this sinking feeling go away because it’s gonna to come back-‘’what?’’ I mumbled.

She lay in front of me right next to my tree. Her face was barely visible with all her waist length black hair sticking to it. Her boots were all muddy and her apple white complexion was starting to turn blue.

I cursed under my breath as I sat down next to her.

‘’wake up.’’ I muttered

‘’ We wouldn’t want mommy and daddy to worry about you now, would we?’’ I smirked wondering what her parents must be thinking. Her eyes fluttered open and then shut.

Really? mumbled and cursed a little as I picked her up and took her home.

Faith

I opened my eyes. Where am I? The curtains were rolled down. I was in a room. Who ever owned this room certainly liked black color. The walls were painted black and had band posters. My Chemical Romance, Blink 182, Avenged Sevenfold, Bullet for my val-‘’aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!’’ I screamed.

‘’were you staring at me all along?’’ I accused to this stranger who stood in front of me. Dare I say he was a treat for the eye? He had black hair just like mine; only it turned blue in the light that complemented his hazel eyes. He was really pale and had an annoyed expression on his face at the moment.

‘’would you stop with the screaming?’’ he rolled his eyes. ‘’I saved you-‘’

‘’ Faith  Moody.’’ I completed his sentence. ‘’may I know the name of my savior please?’’ I asked sarcastically.

‘’Xavier Justice.’’ He mumbled handing me a mug of coffee. ‘’what the fuck were you even doing on that meadow in that storm?’’

‘’I could ask the same question to you.’’ I took a sip of the coffee.

‘’I’d rather not answer then.’’  He snapped pushing his hair away from his eyes.

‘’what time is it er,Xavier?’’ I tied my hair into a knot.

‘’12 pm.’’ he grunted. ‘’you’ve been dead for the past six hours,wheeee…’’

‘’someone’s got a big attitude problem I see.’’ I got up from the bed.

‘’where are you going Moody?’’ he raised his eyebrow.

‘’first, my name is Faith and second, I’m going home’’ I stood up realizing I was wearing an oversized jumper.

‘’you changed me?’’

He winked.  ‘’My pleasure dear.’’

I pushed him wand walked to the door.

‘’it’s late, you can’t leave.’’ He sighed.

‘’fine I’m hungry, get me food.’’ I whined like a first grader.

‘’after you.’’ He gestured to the door as we walked to the kitchen. Something told me I’d made a friend that night.

Xavier

‘’you are definitely a dumb person, only you are not blond.’’ I muttered putting peanut butter in the sandwich I was