Midnight Falls

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Thirteen

Part of The 'I Told You So' Plan.

Anna

My eyes flutter open and I look around the darkened room, recognizing it as the gray guest room. The curtains are closed, letting only a ray of sunlight through and the bedroom door is closed which is weird since I left the door open.

Mum.

I wasn't that surprised about her outlandish action, she has been trying to convince me that Luke and I are friends. And she probably thought we were all 'buddy-buddy' when she saw me sleeping by Luke's bed.

I'm positive that mum just wants us to be friends because she's tired of our arbitrary fights and my constant whining about Luke being a jerk.

And I'm not exaggerating when I say that Luke and I fought at least ten times in the last five days and most of them weren't even considered above pre-teen level fights.

Like that one time we fought over which football team is going to win or when I couldn't find my notebook and I accused Luke of stealing it, then I found out that it was actually in my backpack.

Or this time when Luke was blasting AC/DC when no one was home but us and he wouldn't turn it down because he thought it wasn't that loud when my room was just next to his and it was giving me a headache.

Safe to say, we never argued about something important.

I stand up and walk out of the room, then I close the door behind me before placing my book in my room and trudging downstairs to the kitchen.

Mum is sitting by the kitchen's island and sipping coffee while reading what looks like a tabloid or something.

"Morning," I yawn.

"Good morning," she replies. "Coffee?" She offers and I nod, leaning on the kitchen island.

"Aren't you supposed to be at work?" I ask.

"I decided to take a day off today," she says, handing me a cup of steaming coffee.

"I see," I nod my head slowly, then we stay silent for awhile before I decide to pop up with the question.

"You closed the bedroom door, didn't you?"

"You know me too much," she smiles. "And I also know you enough to sneak out at midnight and use my car," she continues.

Mother Gothel wasn't lying when she said that mother knows best.

"Sorry for sneaking out, mum," I smile sheepishly.

"It's alright, honey. Just next time inform me before you go," Mum says. "Anyways, do you have anything to do today?"

I'm pretty sure I didn't get my bum yelled at because my mother found out I wasn't one to follow rules ever since I started walking, but it's not like I get drunk, go to parties and do drugs behind her back and she knows that.

One, I'm still seventeen, so getting drunk is definitely not something I'm going to do yet. Two, I'm claustrophobic, so staying at home sounds like an amazing idea to me. Three, I can do drugs, but I'm pretty sure I'd die earlier than I'm supposed to and I don't want that.

"No. Why?"

"I want you to go Christmas shopping for me," she says, handing me a rolled up list.

"Christmas is still two weeks away, mum," I remind her.

"I know, but it's better to go early," she replies.

"I'm too tired to walk and carry grocery bags," I whine. "And you know how I can't drive."