Another Life, JenniferNewman [short story to read .TXT] 📗

the door. I waved as he walked away. He made a sort of solute at me before disappearing behind my next door neighbors bush. Strange boy.
“Rose have you stopped making out with your boyfriend now? Can I come out of hiding?” I heard Sophie voice emerging from the living rooms closed door making me laugh. I pushed the door open to find her sitting on the same settee she had been before Parker had left.
“As I am now stay for the night can I borrow a spear pair of PJ’s please?” I nodded and motioned for her to come up stairs so I could find her some.

When we were both in our PJ’s I pulled out the spear mattress from under my bed and plonked myself down on mine pulling the covers over me and leaning over to turn the light off.
“Rose?” I heard Sophie whisper.
“Yeah?” I replied
“This is really not a joke is it?” Oh.
I sighed
“No. its real, trust me…..” I let out a non-humorous laugh
“You are really in danger. You know that’s not cool with me right?”
I simple laughed not knowing what to say.
“I mean that boy Parker had better be taking care of you. He told you he wouldn’t let anything happened to you. He better keep that promise or I swear I will slap him again. You have no idea how good that felt.”
I laughed again and whispered,
“I hope so. Anyway on a brighter note we still have a whole two weeks left of freedom before collage. What mayhem can we possible course in that amount of time..... hmmmmm”
I heard her laugh a little before sighing and asking,
“What was it that you said you would tell me later? Something about your Mum?”
I sighed again and cringed away from the thought.
“She has Mnemophobia Soph.” I say not remembering that Soph probable had no idea what Mnemophobia even was.
“Mnemophobia what?” I have another homerless laugh and started to explain,
“It means she has a phobia of Memories. She panics whenever she thinks of them. Remember my Nan she had Amaxophobia you know the fear of riding in a car………………….. I just don’t want Mum to end up like that. It would drive her crazy!”
There was a long pause and then Sophie whispered,
“Rose. I'm sorry.”
“Its okay. Everything always end up for the ‘greater good’ or whatever that crap is.”
“Night then”
“Uh huh night.”


Chapter Eleven: Thursday 3:11pm

The song was going round and round my head like crazy. How had I even got the song stuck in my head it was impossible. I glanced away from the program on TV and stood up. I walked out of the living room making my way up to my room where I think I left my ipod. Well it had been there the last time I had checked.
When I reached my room with its cream walls and cluttered furniture covered in clothes I really could not be asked to put away I groaned. Looking for my ipod really was going to be a mission. Was it really worth it? The song started going around my head again making my choice for me.
I started by chucking all my clothes off of the table where I could have sworn I had put it down a few nights ago when I had got to tired and didn’t really feel like being strangled by my head phones in the night.
Anyway it wasn’t there leaving me pretty much helpless. I climbed my way over the mess I had just made and started yanking top after trousers after underwear away from the desk next to my bed.
No such luck.
Five minutes later I still had not found the damn singing thing! I was starting to question my sanity when I heard my Mum walking down the hall next to my room.
“Mum do you know where my ipod is?” I yelled hoping against hope that she knew and I could just get this song out of my head! Please!
“Sorry Hun- WowMyGod! What have you done to your room?” well oops…….
“Well….. song stuck in my head. I really needed to find my ipod…..” I muttered under my breath as I made my eyes stare at the carpet beneath my feet.
“Tidy it up NOW!” great. Funfunfun!
Mum turned in the door way and left me to work. Well where to start. Well there’s the tops over there or the now totally disorganized pile of CD’s over there. Oh hell!

Half an hour later I was still nowhere near done and to tell you the trust the accomplishment of finding my ipod about eighteen minutes ago was not worth the pain of tiding this room! My arms were now killing me from lugging pile after pile of clean and not clean tops, trousers, dresses, skirts and underwear was not what I had had planned for today.
I heard my phone from all the way up here and quickly dropped the last pile of washing in the washing basket and closed the lid then slid out the door and quickly down the stairs I went.
I reached my mobile just in time,
“Hello?” I said trying not to drop the mobile when I realized it was the wrong way up….
“Rose? Why are you out of breath?” Brendon……. Why had I not looked at the caller ID before picking up the phone? Oh right yeah I'm an idiot.
“Oh right hey Brendon. I just ran down the stairs you know……” awkward!
“You running. God would have never guessed!” hmm funny.
“Right so you were calling because…….?” I sounded rude but I really was starting to feel the pain in my arms….. Okay that was a pore excuse…
“Sorry let me rephrase that how are you?” he simple laughed and said,
“You know just because we broke up it doesn’t mean we can’t hang out right?” well it wouldn’t if you didn’t keep with the snide comments…… okay think nice thoughts.
“Yeah. Ahhhh….. sorry damn settee jumping out of like nowhere…….” I rubbed at my knee where I had just slammed it against the side of the settee when I had turned around trying to think what the hell I should be saying here.
“Well I see you haven’t changed at all over the holidays………… so back to what I was saying…….. do you think your new boyfriend would let you hang out with me today? Round the park?” errrr crap……
“You know full well that I don’t let any of my boyfriends tell me what I can and can’t do. But I am sorry today I can’t do. I have a date with tiding my room. Tomorrow maybe?”
“Sure I’ll call you tomorrow.”
“See you.”
I put down the phone before I had to think of anything else to say. God we used to be really close and now we were reduced to having majorly awkward convocations over the phone where he makes annoying jabs at my having a boyfriend that is not him errrr crap. I sighed and walked back up the many steps with my phone in my pocket back up to my room where I could at last see the floor. Miracle!

The tune was still going round my head like crazy. Once I had found my ipod I had put the song on repeat hoping that would work with my idea of getting rid of the damn song. Well now luck there if anything it had just got it stuck more firmly in my head. Great.....
I picked up a stray lipstick from the floor and threw it in the general direction of my open make up bag. I had already managed to fill up over three bags full of makeup and that was just from what I had found in my room. I groaned when I saw that a load of the stuff I had thrown had ended up hitting the wall and bouncy back to the same place I had found them. Okay be that way!
I picked them back up and put the carefully this time into the blue and white plastic case that was now my make up case. I stood up straight and looked around my room. Right so just my desk to do now. That can’t be that hard can it?
I started by pulling all the jewellery off of the counter then sorting it into necklaces bracelets and earrings. Their glorious colours mystified me shining in the light of the now glowing sun coming threw my open window. Wait open window?
I pushed myself up and ran over to the window slamming it shut. As I slid down the side of the wall just below the window I could a glance at the makeup case I had just put the lipstick in. they were once again lined up against the wall. All on the end not their sides like when I had thrown them before. Well okay be that way then Cody. He can tidy my room if he likes.
I sat up straight leaning my back right up against the wall and stared at the now floating cases of red and pink liquid. The light court the edge of the blue packing making little sparkles fly across the room. I sighed and leaned over to pick up my phone which I had minutes ago left on the side of the table I had been cleaning.
I thought Cody would do something more than just throw one of the free lipsticks at me totally missing as I dialled Parker’s number.
His phone rung free times before a grumpy voice picked up.
“Hello?”
“Okay you asked me to ring you when ever-“ Of course he would cut me off. I groaned
“What Rose? Argh what happened?” well now he sounded more awake...
“Well my makeup is sort of ummm flying around my room. Wahh” I wahhed as I had to dogged one of the other lipsticks this time it was not so badly aimed. Well okay......
“Rose. Get out of your room. I’ll be there in four.”
“Wait Parker! You don’t-“ beep beep. Well damn it!
Well I guess that’s what I get for actually calling him like he asked. Well he asked for it........ argh damn it how the throwing of the makeup is getting old now. I mean if he wanted to hit me he would have already. I stood up and walked to the door of my room almost falling on way by some stray pillow had had appeared in my way. Well okay he really didn’t need to try and trip me up and can managed very well on my own thank you Cody. Oh god I really am talking to a ghost here.
Wait why has there not been any death threat yet or is he planning on killing me with makeup. Well okay.......
I opened the door and stepped out of my room glancing behind me to see the lipsticks fall to the floor as Cody decided to follow me instead of totally wreck my room again I might add.
I closed the door behind me knowing full well that this would not stop him from following me but felt the need to do it anyway.
Bump! I heard something that sounded like someone walking into the door. I looked back and sure enough the door handle was starting to move. Slowly but surely it would be open any second. Why not just walk threw it? I mean how many times have you done it in the past. I shook my head and carried on walking well he hadn’t tried to kill me yet