Marlena Marie

229 Days Until Celebration and the Uncertain End

The music pounded from Evester’s room, a room that Heia had assumed he hadn’t touched in years. It reverberated down the halls and shook the walls. Laughter filled in the spaces where the music did not fill, and the smell. It was sweet, liquid, inhibition suspending. Door open, Heia watched as Evester and his friends were preparing for the party. They’d gone over the plan, the four who would go: Robee, Trace, Shawn, and Heia. The triplets, Layla and Andre were to be left to watch the other kids. Endwin was going with, but Europa was staying. They had their ins and outs, plans of the structure of the club where they were going, as well as the house for the after party. Heia knew her part in the plan and this: this was not a party.

229 Days Until Celebration and the Uncertain End

Evester walked through his house door, dropping his jacket on the rack before dragging himself through the halls. He wondered if running errands always been this tedious in the past, only to pause. Had he ever actually run errands before? With Adam? Maybe? All he could remember was hanging out with friends in his house or out and about doing nothing in particular.

The soft laughter of children and voices reverberated through the stark white walls telling Evester that people did in fact live there. He walked into the living room to see his friends teaching the others to play video games, or how to read books. There was no mother in sight, nor his siblings.