PROLOG 0.2: TROUBLED SAGE
My life was pretty simple before I met Sage. It was alcohol, parties, studies in the middle of the night and no sleep. I had no idea my world would turn upside down at that Christmas party. It was a really lame party, just snobs and football players with their stupid girlfriends… And I didn’t really fit in anywhere. I and Jervis Peck spend most of the time smoking pot in Marcus bedroom. Jervis was my closest friend, even though we weren’t that close to be honest. I didn’t have a lot of friends, just people I got high with. Jervis on the other hand loved me. He had the biggest crush on me since we were kids but I acted like I didn’t cared.
When I didn’t get high in the bathroom I sat in a big couch in the living room. I spend my time looking at the snobbish people having fun, dancing, drinking eggnog and living life to the fullest. I hated them all. And now you might be wondering what the hell I even did at that place if I hated them so much. Well it’s quite simple. I wanted Christmas to feel special, like it was something worth celebrating. In my house Christmas was just another excuse to get drunk and listen to Poison. Since my dad left the family my mum hasn’t felt like celebrating anything really. And even though my beautiful and wonderful grandmother tried to make it special, she failed every time. I loved my grandmother more than anything before I met Sage. She was the best.
After I had been sitting in that couch for way too long, listening to the bad Pop music the radio pumped out, I got bored. I said something about needing to get some air to Jervis who sat next to me in the couch. I moved through the big living room to the entrance hall. Through some small windows next to the front door I could clearly see snow falling down from the sky, so I turned around to the pile of jackets hanging on the wall and grabbed the closest. It was really big, and I almost felt like I drowned a bit in it. But it was okay, I would be quick out there.
I opened the door and took a big breath of the cold, fresh air outside. I loved snow for some reason. It made everything so white and pure. I walked down the stairs outside the door and stopped. Then I grabbed the packet of cigarettes I had in the pocket of my loose red dress. It used to be my mother’s dress, way back when she was happy. I put one of the cigarettes in the middle of my lips and lit it whit the neon pink lighter I had hidden in the packet. I blew a cloud of cigarette smoke in front of me and looked straight out in the open air. Everything was so dark outside.
I turned around to see if Jarvis was coming after me, but I guess he was too high to even move. I took another puff from the cigarette and then, all the sudden I heard something. First I thought it was coming from inside the house, but then I looked up and I think saw something, or someone, on the roof. I couldn’t move because I was so scared, like I thought it was some monster or ghost up there. Then I slowly started to see the contour of a human body and I got even more scared. But then, all of a sudden, the contour started moving back and I couldn’t see it anymore. I stood there for a while, just staring up at the roof of the house. The cigarette had come down to the end and burned my finger, which made me wake up from my thoughts and I hurried back inside to get Jarvis. We needed to get out of here, it was way too scary.
I threw the jacket of my body and rushed into the living room, but Jarvis where nowhere to find. I continued to the stairs which led up to the level where the bathroom where and just as I turned the corner I ran in straight into a very wet, muscular torso. Because I weight like a feather I fell to the floor, straight on my ass. So there I was. On the floor, staring surprised at the legs which belonged to the torso I just ran into. Because of the pot I couldn’t really react at once, so I didn't look up before I heard a rasp, dark voice saying; “Are you okay?”
That’s when I met Sage.
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