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The Red Thread

Novel By: TalaSoul
Fantasy



Lucy is nearly 19 years old. Her parents are always busy and leave her alone quite often, but she's a smart girl and doesn't question it often until they told her she has to stay at her uncles house while their on an other trip. Her uncle lives very isolated and is pretty mysterious, but what bugged her the most was other people that lived with him. View table of contents...


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Submitted:Aug 2, 2014    Reads: 31    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


  • Why do you have to go? Why now?
  • I'm sorry Ben for cancelling our plans I really am but I can't say no if they're just dragging me there. I know it's sudden. I'm really, really sorry. Don't you think I'm upset too?

He grabbed my arm and looked at me with a serious face, which for a weird reason made me giggle. I knew he was serious and all but I couldn't be serious as well, because it was so weird seeing his usually smiling face frowning. He was my best friend although we did try to date once before, it turned out so awkward we decided to stop and maybe, possibly try again someday. His brown eyes, boyish face with dimples, messy light hair that just couldn't be fixed - still made me gaze at him from time to time, but then I remembered our awkward hugs when no one knew when it is okay to pull back or when is it okay to kiss. I'm kind of glad to be just friends for now.

  • They can't be serious about you going there without telling you when you'll be back - he started pouting, which looked so weird for a 19 year old boy.
  • You think I don't know that. I was pretty mad about it too.. - I looked at his pouting face and giggled again. He was adorable.

The place he didn't want me to go, was my uncles place far away from our city, all I really knew about his place was that - it's huge, it's old and it's in the middle of nowhere. He lives there with his friends or something, I'm not even sure. Why am I going? Because my parents suddenly have to go somewhere, do something, heck if I know. They didn't even tell me anything, just that I have to pack my stuff 'cause I'll be "staying there for a while".

That morning both of them looked so serious and I understood that they weren't joking. Damn it.

  • Why?! I've stayed home many times before when both of you went on your usual trips. I've stayed home alone for a week or more before. How long is this trip going to be? Two weeks? - I was getting pretty upset. I had made plans with my best friend. It was my birthday soon in just nearly two weeks.
  • We're sorry Lucy, we know you're upset, but this trip might take longer than planned. We might be gone for a longer time..
  • How long? - I looked at my dad.

They both looked at each other for a brief moment and then mom turned to me with a faint smile - We're not sure, but possibly over a month or so.

  • A month.. -I was a bit surprised usually they don't go on their trips so long. - Where the hell are you going? Can you at least tell me this much?

Suddenly the smile was gone from their faces. It changed to the very usual "we're-your-parents-and-you-will-listen-to-us" face.

  • First of all, watch your tone Lucy. You know we can't tell you…
  • No I don't know why you can't tell me. I know it's something to do with your work or whatever, but why is it that only my parents don't tell they kid why are they leaving for "a month or so" without explaining why. It's going to be my 19th birthday soon; I don't want to spend it at uncle's place that I haven't even heard from in years!

I was mad and upset. They work for a company that's in Europe so they're always by the computer. I never took interest in what they do until they had to go away for a trip.

  • We've talked about this many times, we work for a company which has made us sign a contract where we accepted the agreement not to tell anyone about what we do. I know it sounds strange but that's the way it is. We won't leave you here alone and your uncle really wants to see you. So please Lucy..

That was not the end of the conversation but in the end I lost to them. Two hours of pleading, threatening and crying just made the inevitable longer. Honestly they we're not that secretive about their job, only about what they do on the trips. They usually tell me it's a convention where they meet and discuss the progress. What kind of progress and for what? I have no idea.

I gave up and left the house to meet up with Ben. I just wanted to relax for a while and tell him the bad news. I knew he wouldn't be happy. Well I wasn't either.

Next day I started packing my stuff. Didn't even know what I should bring with me. No fancy clothes, just jeans and sweaters, t-shirts and flats. Then of course my notebook, headphones, my favourite book and the usual girl stuff.

  • God, I hope there's a town or a gas station nearby. I do not want to be locked up in the house for a month.

I sat on my bed and looked around if I had forgotten anything. All I took with me was simple stuff I didn't want to take a lot, not like I'd be staying there for that long.

  • A month huh.. Wonder what I'm gonna do there for a whole month. I hope he has wifi there. I really do.

Then I decided to take with me a sketch book and pencils. Maybe I'll even consider drawing again. It's been a long time since I stopped drawing. I dropped out of art school just because I didn't want to do the assignments they gave us. All I wanted to do is sketch my own things and do the casual portraits. I had no interest in doing anything else, so I pissed off a lot of teachers. They started saying my work lacks life, that everything was lifeless and boring. Needless to say I just decided to quit and not draw anymore. I mean, why bother expressing myself that way, if it gets judged. I was expressing myself, not them.

I shook my head trying to shake those thoughts away from my head. It wasn't something I liked thinking about. I threw the sketchbook on the bed and laid back. I was a little bit sleepy and decided to take a few minutes to rest before I went out to meet Ben.

  • Just a few minutes - I promised.

I woke up, looked around rubbing my eye from sleep I wondered for how long did I sleep. Quickly I looked at the alarm clock next to my bed. It was already 7.pm

  • Shit! Ben! - I cursed and looked for my phone - Oh damn it! He's going to be so mad at me.

Once I found my phone I looked at the screen. Seven missed calls and two texts.

Well fuck… How Am I going to make this up to him? I tried texting him but I didn't get a reply. Sigh. Guess I have to call him.

After a few beeps he answered.

  • Hi - he already didn't sound happy.
  • Hey! I'm so, so sorry. I fell asleep and, uhmm I only woke up a little while ago…
  • It's fine Lucy.
  • No it's not! - I kept apologizing. - I know I messed up and I leave tomorrow afternoon. So I feel like shit right now.

I heard him sigh.

  • I figured you fell asleep. Not the first time Lulu.

Lulu, he's forgiven me. Ben usually calls me Lulu when he's either teasing me or when he's in a good mood. I guess that meant he forgave me.

  • I will come see you tomorrow morning before you leave. So you better be awake you airhead.
  • Yea, yea I will you dork. Hey Ben..
  • Yeah?
  • I'm sorry.

Rest of the evening I spent watching movies. Mom and dad were both in the kitchen talking most likely about the trip. Ever since they told me about it I've been annoyed and pouty. They didn't pay any attention to me. There was no way out of it even asking if I could stay at a friend's house didn't work. "Not for a whole month you can't. You'll just bother them. We already called your uncle, you're going." Sometimes I hate how stubborn they are. But I guess they were right about that at least. I couldn't even have school as an excuse because it was summer break.

The movie got boring.

When the commercials started I got up to get some tea. Slowly I walked to the kitchen. They were still there, I could see that the light was on and I could hear them talk.

  • What are we going to do if we won't be able to get it?
  • Calm down Mary. It's not a matter if we will or won't. We just have to, no matter what.
  • Will she be okay for that long? I'm not sure about Steve's people that are there.

I stopped and listened. I had never eavesdropped on my parents; I know they would be pretty mad at me. My legs just stopped and stood still as if glued to the wooden floor. I stood in the dark hallway listening very carefully.

  • I know my brother, they have to be good people or he wouldn't let Lucy stay there at all.
  • Honestly, I'm just worried. I don't want her to..
  • Shhh. Let's not talk about it now.

For a second I was scared he's going to come out of the kitchen and find me here. I wanted to turn around. I wanted to go back.

I didn't.

The kitchen was silent for a moment and I thought that now they're going to find me now.

  • You're right. We need to get our stuff before we go. Do you think they know where Steve's house is?
  • No, I don't think so. He's worked hard and laid low for years so no one would even think of looking for him. They have no reason to check him.

Check him? The hell? What is he a pscyho or something? I wish I knew what they mean. Heck, I wish they would talk to me.

  • I guess you're right.

Mom's voice was worried. It was rare to hear her like that. She's usually calm and collected. Dad didn't sound worried at all. Might be for mom's sake? I could never say exactly how perfect they we're for each other. They knew each other so well. Dad could calm my mom with a few single words. They have been married for 20 years and they work together. For many couples that's just too much, being in each other's lives 24/7. But they wouldn't want it any other way.

  • I think we need to tell him..

I moved weight from one leg to the other and the floor board creaked under my weight. Damn it! I didn't know what to do. Run to the living room? Stay still?

I knew they heard it because of the sudden silence.

  • Lucy?

I started walking towards the kitchen breathing in deep and faking a smile. They looked at me as I walked in. I could read on their faces that they're thinking - if I heard them or not.

  • Yea, what? I wanted to make some tea. The movie is boring.

I averted my eyes from them and looked only at what I was doing. Getting a tea cup, tea, boiling the water..

  • Oh. Is it? - Dad asked. I felt him staring at me.
  • Yeah, I might just go to my room and not even finish it.

I hoped my voice sounded normal. God, why am I so worried? It's like I committed a crime or something.

  • Okay dear, we'll be going to sleep soon. You should too. We're leaving a bit earlier.
  • What? - I turned to him - I promised to meet up with Ben!
  • I'm sorry hun, but because of the traffic we need to go earlier or we'll get there pretty late.
  • This is really not fair!

I just ran up to my room not even caring about the tea anymore. I could hear my mom calling me as I was running up the stairs. Slammed my door shut I fell on my bed. I was tired and angry. Upset with just about everything.

Resting my head on the pillow I was thinking about how everything - about Ben, my uncle, the weird conversation between my parents. Just how wrong can things get for me?

I decided to call Ben and tell him. He said he'd come earlier then.

That night I had a lot of weird dreams. I kept waking up almost every hour. After I woke up for the fifth time I gave up on sleeping. It was almost 6.am anyway.

I listened to music on my iPod and relaxed. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I got a text from Ben.

*Hey, I see the light in your room. You awake?*

He lived in the house opposite of mine. I went to the window and peeked through the curtains. His room had light on too.

*Yeah, I'm awake. Why are you up so early?*

*Well, I just had an all-night-game thing.*

*You're a dork.*

*Pftt, and proud*

I giggled. He was a dork, and it became almost like a nickname for him.

*Want to go outside? Idk when you leave.*

We met outside and sat on the front porch. We talked for a couple of hours. And after I said I should go in and prepare to go. He took out a little box wrapped in gift paper.

  • Happy birthday Lulu, I'll wait till you get back. - he smiled sweetly and kissed my cheek.

I blushed. And early birthday gift. We knew I wouldn't be here for my actual birthday which was two weeks from now. I felt really happy. He got up and smiled once more before leaving.

I sat there for a little bit longer before going inside. Looking up at the morning sky while smiling.

  • Why do you have to go? Why now?
  • I'm sorry Ben for cancelling our plans I really am but I can't say no if they're just dragging me there. I know it's sudden. I'm really, really sorry. Don't you think I'm upset too?

He grabbed my arm and looked at me with a serious face, which for a weird reason made me giggle. I knew he was serious and all but I couldn't be serious as well, because it was so weird seeing his usually smiling face frowning. He was my best friend although we did try to date once before, it turned out so awkward we decided to stop and maybe, possibly try again someday. His brown eyes, boyish face with dimples, messy light hair that just couldn't be fixed - still made me gaze at him from time to time, but then I remembered our awkward hugs when no one knew when it is okay to pull back or when is it okay to kiss. I'm kind of glad to be just friends for now.

  • They can't be serious about you going there without telling you when you'll be back - he started pouting, which looked so weird for a 19 year old boy.
  • You think I don't know that. I was pretty mad about it too.. - I looked at his pouting face and giggled again. He was adorable.

The place he didn't want me to go, was my uncles place far away from our city, all I really knew about his place was that - it's huge, it's old and it's in the middle of nowhere. He lives there with his friends or something, I'm not even sure. Why am I going? Because my parents suddenly have to go somewhere, do something, heck if I know. They didn't even tell me anything, just that I have to pack my stuff 'cause I'll be "staying there for a while".

That morning both of them looked so serious and I understood that they weren't joking. Damn it.

  • Why?! I've stayed home many times before when both of you went on your usual trips. I've stayed home alone for a week or more before. How long is this trip going to be? Two weeks? - I was getting pretty upset. I had made plans with my best friend. It was my birthday soon in just nearly two weeks.
  • We're sorry Lucy, we know you're upset, but this trip might take longer than planned. We might be gone for a longer time..
  • How long? - I looked at my dad.

They both looked at each other for a brief moment and then mom turned to me with a faint smile - We're not sure, but possibly over a month or so.

  • A month.. -I was a bit surprised usually they don't go on their trips so long. - Where the hell are you going? Can you at least tell me this much?

Suddenly the smile was gone from their faces. It changed to the very usual "we're-your-parents-and-you-will-listen-to-us" face.

  • First of all, watch your tone Lucy. You know we can't tell you…
  • No I don't know why you can't tell me. I know it's something to do with your work or whatever, but why is it that only my parents don't tell they kid why are they leaving for "a month or so" without explaining why. It's going to be my 19th birthday soon; I don't want to spend it at uncle's place that I haven't even heard from in years!

I was mad and upset. They work for a company that's in Europe so they're always by the computer. I never took interest in what they do until they had to go away for a trip.

  • We've talked about this many times, we work for a company which has made us sign a contract where we accepted the agreement not to tell anyone about what we do. I know it sounds strange but that's the way it is. We won't leave you here alone and your uncle really wants to see you. So please Lucy..

That was not the end of the conversation but in the end I lost to them. Two hours of pleading, threatening and crying just made the inevitable longer. Honestly they we're not that secretive about their job, only about what they do on the trips. They usually tell me it's a convention where they meet and discuss the progress. What kind of progress and for what? I have no idea.

I gave up and left the house to meet up with Ben. I just wanted to relax for a while and tell him the bad news. I knew he wouldn't be happy. Well I wasn't either.

Next day I started packing my stuff. Didn't even know what I should bring with me. No fancy clothes, just jeans and sweaters, t-shirts and flats. Then of course my notebook, headphones, my favourite book and the usual girl stuff.

  • God, I hope there's a town or a gas station nearby. I do not want to be locked up in the house for a month.

I sat on my bed and looked around if I had forgotten anything. All I took with me was simple stuff I didn't want to take a lot, not like I'd be staying there for that long.

  • A month huh.. Wonder what I'm gonna do there for a whole month. I hope he has wifi there. I really do.

Then I decided to take with me a sketch book and pencils. Maybe I'll even consider drawing again. It's been a long time since I stopped drawing. I dropped out of art school just because I didn't want to do the assignments they gave us. All I wanted to do is sketch my own things and do the casual portraits. I had no interest in doing anything else, so I pissed off a lot of teachers. They started saying my work lacks life, that everything was lifeless and boring. Needless to say I just decided to quit and not draw anymore. I mean, why bother expressing myself that way, if it gets judged. I was expressing myself, not them.

I shook my head trying to shake those thoughts away from my head. It wasn't something I liked thinking about. I threw the sketchbook on the bed and laid back. I was a little bit sleepy and decided to take a few minutes to rest before I went out to meet Ben.

  • Just a few minutes - I promised.

I woke up, looked around rubbing my eye from sleep I wondered for how long did I sleep. Quickly I looked at the alarm clock next to my bed. It was already 7.pm

  • Shit! Ben! - I cursed and looked for my phone - Oh damn it! He's going to be so mad at me.

Once I found my phone I looked at the screen. Seven missed calls and two texts.

Well fuck… How Am I going to make this up to him? I tried texting him but I didn't get a reply. Sigh. Guess I have to call him.

After a few beeps he answered.

  • Hi - he already didn't sound happy.
  • Hey! I'm so, so sorry. I fell asleep and, uhmm I only woke up a little while ago…
  • It's fine Lucy.
  • No it's not! - I kept apologizing. - I know I messed up and I leave tomorrow afternoon. So I feel like shit right now.

I heard him sigh.

  • I figured you fell asleep. Not the first time Lulu.

Lulu, he's forgiven me. Ben usually calls me Lulu when he's either teasing me or when he's in a good mood. I guess that meant he forgave me.

  • I will come see you tomorrow morning before you leave. So you better be awake you airhead.
  • Yea, yea I will you dork. Hey Ben..
  • Yeah?
  • I'm sorry.

Rest of the evening I spent watching movies. Mom and dad were both in the kitchen talking most likely about the trip. Ever since they told me about it I've been annoyed and pouty. They didn't pay any attention to me. There was no way out of it even asking if I could stay at a friend's house didn't work. "Not for a whole month you can't. You'll just bother them. We already called your uncle, you're going." Sometimes I hate how stubborn they are. But I guess they were right about that at least. I couldn't even have school as an excuse because it was summer break.

The movie got boring.

When the commercials started I got up to get some tea. Slowly I walked to the kitchen. They were still there, I could see that the light was on and I could hear them talk.

  • What are we going to do if we won't be able to get it?
  • Calm down Mary. It's not a matter if we will or won't. We just have to, no matter what.
  • Will she be okay for that long? I'm not sure about Steve's people that are there.

I stopped and listened. I had never eavesdropped on my parents; I know they would be pretty mad at me. My legs just stopped and stood still as if glued to the wooden floor. I stood in the dark hallway listening very carefully.

  • I know my brother, they have to be good people or he wouldn't let Lucy stay there at all.
  • Honestly, I'm just worried. I don't want her to..
  • Shhh. Let's not talk about it now.

For a second I was scared he's going to come out of the kitchen and find me here. I wanted to turn around. I wanted to go back.

I didn't.

The kitchen was silent for a moment and I thought that now they're going to find me now.

  • You're right. We need to get our stuff before we go. Do you think they know where Steve's house is?
  • No, I don't think so. He's worked hard and laid low for years so no one would even think of looking for him. They have no reason to check him.

Check him? The hell? What is he a pscyho or something? I wish I knew what they mean. Heck, I wish they would talk to me.

  • I guess you're right.

Mom's voice was worried. It was rare to hear her like that. She's usually calm and collected. Dad didn't sound worried at all. Might be for mom's sake? I could never say exactly how perfect they we're for each other. They knew each other so well. Dad could calm my mom with a few single words. They have been married for 20 years and they work together. For many couples that's just too much, being in each other's lives 24/7. But they wouldn't want it any other way.

  • I think we need to tell him..

I moved weight from one leg to the other and the floor board creaked under my weight. Damn it! I didn't know what to do. Run to the living room? Stay still?

I knew they heard it because of the sudden silence.

  • Lucy?

I started walking towards the kitchen breathing in deep and faking a smile. They looked at me as I walked in. I could read on their faces that they're thinking - if I heard them or not.

  • Yea, what? I wanted to make some tea. The movie is boring.

I averted my eyes from them and looked only at what I was doing. Getting a tea cup, tea, boiling the water..

  • Oh. Is it? - Dad asked. I felt him staring at me.
  • Yeah, I might just go to my room and not even finish it.

I hoped my voice sounded normal. God, why am I so worried? It's like I committed a crime or something.

  • Okay dear, we'll be going to sleep soon. You should too. We're leaving a bit earlier.
  • What? - I turned to him - I promised to meet up with Ben!
  • I'm sorry hun, but because of the traffic we need to go earlier or we'll get there pretty late.
  • This is really not fair!

I just ran up to my room not even caring about the tea anymore. I could hear my mom calling me as I was running up the stairs. Slammed my door shut I fell on my bed. I was tired and angry. Upset with just about everything.

Resting my head on the pillow I was thinking about how everything - about Ben, my uncle, the weird conversation between my parents. Just how wrong can things get for me?

I decided to call Ben and tell him. He said he'd come earlier then.

That night I had a lot of weird dreams. I kept waking up almost every hour. After I woke up for the fifth time I gave up on sleeping. It was almost 6.am anyway.

I listened to music on my iPod and relaxed. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I got a text from Ben.

*Hey, I see the light in your room. You awake?*

He lived in the house opposite of mine. I went to the window and peeked through the curtains. His room had light on too.

*Yeah, I'm awake. Why are you up so early?*

*Well, I just had an all-night-game thing.*

*You're a dork.*

*Pftt, and proud*

I giggled. He was a dork, and it became almost like a nickname for him.

*Want to go outside? Idk when you leave.*

We met outside and sat on the front porch. We talked for a couple of hours. And after I said I should go in and prepare to go. He took out a little box wrapped in gift paper.

  • Happy birthday Lulu, I'll wait till you get back. - he smiled sweetly and kissed my cheek.

I blushed. And early birthday gift. We knew I wouldn't be here for my actual birthday which was two weeks from now. I felt really happy. He got up and smiled once more before leaving.

I sat there for a little bit longer before going inside. Looking up at the morning sky while smiling.





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