Where White Lilies Bloom | Ch. 1

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Clatters of metal scrape the floor with its massive weight. The piercing sounds of glass embedding pain in the children’s screams. I was pushed and tossed around like a bean bag. My feet muffled by dewy blades of green and the trickling sounds from the god’s tears. I ran until my legs gave out. I fell to the ground trembling, then I started to cry. I cry until the noises fade away. I want to go back but my legs refuse, I want to move but my heart knows I can’t handle it. A small abyss grows beneath my feet sucking me in. The light grows smaller, until I’m surrounded by darkness. Trapped. BEEP— click. I breathed out a long sigh and look at my ceiling, “I wonder how much longer before-” I hesitated, “nah it’s not important.” The same dream has been appearing for the past week now, why? Dreams are so weird, it reminds me of the time when I dreamt about me and Lumi for a few days. Lumi is my best friend in the whole world, and the only one I’ll ever need. I got excited by the thought of her. I can’t wait to hang out today! I quickly change from my oversized T-shirt to my prepared outfit for the day. Before I leave my room, I stuff my messenger bag with the usual: My sketchbook, snacks, pencils, earbuds, and other crap. I was about to leave then I remembered my necklace. “Oops. Can’t forget this!” It’s shaped like a white lily with emeralds on the tips, the jewels glow from the night’s guiding light. It’s my favorite necklace. I zoomed out of my room to the kitchen and greeted my mom with a smile. “Hey mom!” I exclaimed. “Good morning my lily, did you sleep well?” She asks. “Like a sloth!” I respond. My mom smiles softly at me, like maple syrup on pancakes— “I know you’re thinking about pancakes,” She speaks. My mother knows me well. I giggle and smile, “You caught me!” knowing I’m guilty. “Good, I’m just finishing up, mind checking on your little brother for me?” She asks. “Of course, mom!” I reply as I’m walking to the living room. My little brother is not more than 2 years old, and he can be hell sometimes. Endless crying everyday but today he’s rather quiet. “How you doing lil’ guy?” I ask while looking at him. His derpy face looks upon mine and he starts smiling. I smile back. I pick him up and toss him in the air, his hair floating above his eyes. He starts giggling once he’s back in my hands. “Oh my, dude you’ve been getting heavy!” I exclaim; he starts pulling my hair. “Ow,” I jerk my head back, so he doesn’t grab my hair. “Woah now! Do that to the table, not my head!” I carefully put my little brother in his highchair so we can eat. I’m about to begin eating my hot, delicious hotcakes until my mom stopped me by clearing her throat. I quickly sat up. “So, Nyx, you’re going out with Lumi again, right?” She asks. I hated it when my mom constantly asks. She tells me every day that I need to be careful around Lumi because putting a lot of trust in one friend is going to hurt me in the future. I never believed it, but I still responded anyways. “Mom, Lumi is the only friend I have. My best friend. Just hanging out is very special to me.” I protest. “I know she’s your best friend,” she says after swallowing, “but will you ever make new friends?” I gritted my teeth, “Why do you keep asking the same question? Plus, you don’t need to be poking around in my social life.” ​I could tell my mom didn’t know how to respond as she hesitated, “Just forget it.” I begin eating my pancakes and the sweet, buttery taste soothes my mouth. I’m immediately in a better mood once I finished eating. I go over to the sink and wash my plate, “Mom, there is nothing you need to worry about,” looking back at her, “I’ll be home once the streetlights turn on. Promise.” ​My mom exhales as if holding her breath, “Okay, and you better keep your promise.” I walk over and give my mom a hug before departing, “Of course, Mom.” I grabbed my bag and rummaged around to make sure my keys were inside. I opened the door and blew a kiss to my mom. She blew a kiss in return. I smile and close the door. I sigh with relief that our conversation didn’t turn into an hour argument, yet I continue to smile as I make my way to Lumi’s house.