She was rainbow bright and colorful
He was the storm before it dark and gray
She was the sun rising quietly into the day
He was the moon shining brightest in the dark
She found all the right colors to paint his blank canvas
He found all the right wo...
A/N As promised. Happy reading! Alec Benjamin is a king, so here you go.
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"I've got all these demons hiding underneath Nobody can see them, nobody but me"
Beep!
Beep!
I grabbed my alarm clock and threw it on the ground, groaning. The girls and I went to sleep around 12 last night and it was 5:30 right now. I wanted to cry. Sleep. I wanted it more than anything right now.
I groaned as I dragged myself out of my bed. My aunt, Charlotte had a meeting today so she had left early as it was an hour or two away. That left me to make breakfast and dress the kids. I groaned once more before hopping in the shower first. I let the warm water slowly ease the pounding headache I was having from the stress of today.
When I got out I went to my closet and pulled out a white buttoned blouse and my light blue boyfriend jeans that were ripped on the knees. I decided to just clip my hair in the back so it wouldn't get in the way and decided on white converse to finish my outfit today.
As I headed out of my room to make breakfast and wake the girls, I whimpered in pain as I hit the door with my shoulder and I bit my lip to contain my scream. I almost fell down the stairs on my way to the kitchen. For three reasons of course, I was tired, it was 6 in the morning, and I was in mental and physical pain.
I took the flour out of the cabinet making the consecutive decision of cooking pancakes, as I started to take the flour out of its bag, the phone rang, and I jumped at the sudden sound causing all the flour to spill all over the ground and on my jeans.
Great job Valeria. You just keep making this day better and better for yourself, don't you sweetheart?
Shut up. I shot back at my brain. We needed to work on learning when to put your two sense in.
As I bend down to clean up the flour, I realized that the phone was still ringing. I sprinted to grab it from the counter almost slipping on the flour on my way, and held it to my ear,
"Hello, we were just calling to let you know what your car insurance...." The lady continued in her monotonous voice, and I held back a potential scream of potential.
Spam. Are you serious? I didn't just possibly spill and break my ankle on spilt flour to listen to you talk complete nonsense about car insurance. Ugh. I seriously hate my life.
I walked my walk of shame back to the ground where I finished cleaning up the flour and attempted the task once again. Finally getting done with the breakfast, I checked the time; 6:46.
Crap. Ohmygod. I'm so going to be late.
I set up the table for the girls to eat at once done with their showers, leaving a note for them, grabbing my backpack and sprinting out the door.
