Dawn - 5

 "I'm so glad you're okay!" Sky shouts, pulling me into another big embrace.

 I nod, feeling her sleek brown hair brush against my cheek. I wrap my arms around her neck, enclosing the embrace knowing at least she cares. She lets go of me when I hear her phone ring an up-beat song, and I watch her slip it out of her back pocket. She raises her index finger at me, indicating she needs a moment. I step back a little and realize how dark I look. I wonder if my clothes are still at my house... I look down the street to wear my house stays still. It's still the plain white house, with both sides symmetrical. A wooden front door, a couple of windows bordering it, and a top window covered in yellow tape because it's been shattered; the window to my room.

 I don't think I've cried all that much over my remaining family dying.. Mainly because when my father died I suddenly shut out the rest of the world around me, especially my mother. I think I blamed all the sorrow and rage onto my mother. I pretended it was all her fault, leaving a regretful mark on her. I was only seven when my dad died... He was getting a gift for me, because it was birthday the next day. He wasn't looking when my mother was calling him from the house that stands before me. My father was driving when he looked at his phone and had a car ram into his. From there on out, I blamed it on my mother.

 I was only close to my dad, because he put so much thought into making his little girl happy every day. My sister then got attached to my mom; always following her, calling her, sleeping with her. I was jealous and had a lot of arguments with Sam, but she was sister. Later I’m afraid by the slightest thought of my family with make me burst into tears. I'll try my best to forget about everything.

 "Dawn!" I hear Sky shout, popping out front of me.
 "Jesus fu-- I mean what?" I say flinching, but smiling.
 "Please please please be careful!" She says nudging my in the arm.
 "O-Okay, but where are you going?" I ask frowning.
 "My sister said I have to go home.. Something came up. Sorry!" She said hugging me once more.

 I nod as she runs the other direction, waving her petite hand frantically as she runs. And I feel the cold breeze make my loose shirt sway. I'm left alone. I shake my head, and turn toward the direction of my house. My feet automatically start walking to the house, and then I run. I find my self looking at all the empty houses by my side, knowing some of the people had little children on their hands, and probably moved when the murder had happened. Why is this happening to me? Maybe I should take it as a signal or sign...

 I have no where else to go. Maybe I should have asked Sky if I could stay at her place. Dammit.. I'll just see what's inside my house first... As I slowly approach the front door to my house my hand suddenly hesitates. My fingertips stiffen, as if it's refusing to turn the knob. I slowly open the door, staring into the darkness of my living room. I find the light switch near the door and flip it on. The sight nearly brings me to tears. I look over to the stairwell first, just to see each step coated in dry blood. The rest of the scene is furniture covered in plastic-wrap, and the floor still stained with the tracks of boots, and spots of red blood.

 I step over the horrific floor, and make m way up the stairs. As I'm up on the first row of stairs before turning, I see the corner wall still splattered with dry blood-- A burnt burgundy color. I gag at the rusted and salty scent, disgusting. I run up the rest of the steps to my room. My eyes immediately shift to the door to my room, which is fully open. All my stuff hasn't moved at all from where they were before. The window is shattered from that night is neatly covered with yellow tape. Lazy ass cops.

 I walk to my wooden closet door and open it to see if there's any spare clothes. I see a red bag at the corner of the closet and I pick it up, looking at my clothes above it. My clothes are all still there, untouched. I carefully pick out my 'Crown The Empire' and 'Asking Alexandria' shirts, along with other band t-shirts I absolutely love. I take all my skinny jeans and flop them into the red bag. I also pack my undergarments and expensive jewelry I adore. I shamefully pack my tampons and pads too, not knowing where i'll end up. The red bag I found is a thin backpack/sack and it didn't end up very heavy. I look around my room for the last time and let out a sigh.

 As I make my way out of the house, I pass my neat and clean kitchen. I remember the small dagger I kept in the cabinet in case of an emergency. Too fucking late. I put it in my pocket and walk out of my house for what seems like the millionth time. I close the door gently, and look at the time on my phone. It reads: 5:37 p.m. Maybe I should call someone to stay at their place. Sky? Nah. She's done so much for me. I look at my contact list. I notice my friend's name whose in my biology class. Andy Nguyen.

 I call him and as soon as I do he picks up. I'm guessing he noticed me as a contact because he answers in his true Asian accent. I giggle because he's so Japanese I can tease him about being Asian all the time. I bite my lip and ask him if I can visit and he takes a moment to reply. His deep voice finally answers a bright "Yes." I smile as he offers to pick me up. I take his offer and hang up. I wait on the pavement patiently, looking down at my teal shoes. I grab my phone and put on my music playlist. The first song that comes on is my absolute favorite song; "King For A Day" by Pierce The Veil. I quickly remember my guitar and slap my head in frustration. I quickly run into my house grabbing my black and white electric guitar.

 "MAH BABY!!" I scream hugging my guitar.

 I swing the guitar around me and walk out of the house again. I see Andy's black car pull up by my driveway and I grab my red bag. I hurry to go and get in the passenger side of his car and slip my guitar in first. Andy looks at me with his hair in his eyes, and I slide myself in his car. I get annoyed and mess with his black emo hair, making it fly everywhere. Andy looks at me and grunts, which makes me laugh. He flips his hair viciously on purpose, making it fall perfectly into place. Then he raises his eyebrow.

 "What?" I say looking at him.
 "Your hair." Andy says, "It's..." he trails off.
 "Straight?" I finish.
 "I was gonna say hot but never mind." He chuckles.

 I slap him playfully and roll my eyes. I feel my face warm up too, but why? Eh, whatever. I ignore it and keep one of my ear-buds in my right ear, listening to "The Fallout" by Crown The Empire. Andy starts to drive and turns on his k-pop music turning it up very loudly. I look over at him, annoyed. He knows I can't speak his language and that I get annoyed with pop music. He looks back at me and smiles being satisfied. I roll my eyes as I already knows he loves metal and hard-rock like me. Then we drive to his house.

~

 I arrive at Andy's big house, and I look at just his front lawn. There is a small while fencing around the big perimeter of his property. I've never been here before, so I let him lead the way. He gestures me to come over and get my guitar still laying in the back of his car. I jump and get my precious guitar. I see him open the gate to his house, and I run towards him again, letting my red bag flop against my back. He holds the gate for me, and I walk through it, passing him. I wait for him to catch up and he opens his front door, with a golden knob. Classy.

 Andy is so tall, that I feel so tiny compared to him. I pass him by again to get in his house, which welcomes me into a small room with a shoe mat, and a jacket-rack. I curse under my breath as I forgot my favorite jacket. I notice Andy take off his black shoes and look over at me.

 "Something wrong?" I ask looking at him.
 "Take yo shoes off girl." He says with a straight face.
 "No..." I say squinting at him, but smiling.
 "It's tradition. So if you wont do it, I'll do it for you!" He says bending over to my feet.

 I squeal as he tugs on my shoes hard. I fall back landing on my bag, and dropping my guitar. He slips off my shoes easily, and I blankly look at him. He looks at me with those brown eyes that I fell in love with the moment I saw them. (Of course I don't like him romantically).

 "You know how many people would pay to see me beat you if you even broke a string on my precious child?" I say gesturing to my guitar.

 Andy laughs and slaps my leg playfully and helps me up, grabbing my guitar for me. I get on my feet, and look around. It's still sunny outside, but the lights are off in his house beside his windows letting the sunlight peak through. He lets me pass through the open door to his living room. I set my guitar down on his couch, looking around. I spot his huge flat-screen T.V, along with the glass coffee table that sits in front of the brown couch. He opens the blinds to his living room that lies on each side of his T.V.

 "Are your parents home?" I ask him looking around.
 "Nope. On some stupid 'date' or something." He says with a raspy tone.
 "Ew. Your parents are old though." I say looking at him.
 "They're on their mid-30s..." He says raising his eyebrow.

 I shrug and shiver a little from the cold breeze in his house. He notices and I feel him hand me his black and white striped jacket. I desperately take it and put it on. His sleeves are too long, and the bottom rim covers my back end. So big! I feel small now. I look up at him, and he smirks. I blush hard and swat his face with the sleeve of his jacket saying, "Oh shut up." He flinches and purposely falls on the couch. I stick my tongue out at him and kick him lightly. He clutches his stomach and I sit on him playfully.

 "Wait.. So you've been out of school forever.. What the fuck happened?" He asks, "Rumors were going around that you were dead or something."
 "I'd rather not talk about it. But I'll tell you i'm homeless and I came here to crash at your place." I say blankly.
 "その後大丈夫。" He says.
 "WHAT." I say looking at him like he's a stranger.
 "I'll have to ask my parents." He says, "Why? Do you want sexy time with moi?"

 I look at him, feeling myself blush like crazy. I yell his name and scream "AWH HELL NAW!" I say loudly. I slap him hard and and blush even more. He says something in Japanese that i'm guessing is something bad. I cover his mouth, annoyed but satisfied. His brown eyes peak through the strands of hair on his face behind his glasses. I move the strands of hair from his face and gets up off of him.

 "Hey. I've seen you in choir, this might be weird but... Can you sing?" He asks blushing.
 "Sure. What song?" I ask him surprised.
 "Um.. anything." he says shrugging.

 I grab my guitar and start singing a song true to myself.

"I pack my bags & say goodbye to my guy,
For what seems like the millionth time.
They said it gets easier, but they lied.
He looks at me & says "really baby, I will be just fine,"
but then he looks away so I don't have to see him cry.
And that is when I ask myself;
how am I supposed to be everything they expect me to be when I feel so alone,
because I left my heart at home.
She needs me, but I know they need me too.
So God, give me the strength to do what you created me to do."