All Luck I ache from sitting on the floor so long. There's an imprint from the planks on my legs, and my head pounds. It's the worst night to be outside, in this sticky heat. It's scary quiet, because it's so late at night. I should have taken that class to learn to read the stars. But who would have thought that eight years later I would actually need it. I stretch my legs out, wiggle my sore fingers. Sooner or later, someone is going to open the door. I really hope it's sooner.
There's a high pitched scream, it cuts through the musty night air. The pitch is so high, it could only come from a nine year old. And the only nine year old who should be in the house is Eliza. "ELiza!" I cry, throwing myself against the door. Something is wrong, something has to be wrong. A wail fills the night air, filling me up with panic.
I hit the doorbell and the noise vibrates through the house. I kick the door, and it doesn't do anything, thanks to the heels. I pound the doors with my fist, harder and harder. Desperately hitting the door now. "Eliza! Open the door!" I yell. There's heavy steps down the stairs. The door flies open with a startling bang. Eliza stares at me, wide eyed. Her face so pale, it looks almost white.
"Lucy," She breathes. "It's Peaches." I push past her, and she slams the door shut. I fly up the stairs, sliding back and forth on the dew on the heels.
The house is dark, so dark I can barely see where I'm walking. I slide as I accidentally step on a blanket thrown on the floor. I stumble into the room, and freeze at the sight.
Peaches lays on the floor. Her face is bright red, like a tomato. She screams and cries at a deafening volume. "ELIZA! GO GET THE PHONE!" I scream. She nods and runs down the stairs. I kneel next to Peaches and stroke her hair gently. "Shhh, it's going to be okay." Eliza runs into the room and throws the phone at me. I grab the phone, and hit the numbers. The phone rings, and I will it to pick up.
"Hello?" The sleepy voice on the other ends answers. "Hello, Doctor Landagrab?!" I yell into the phone.
Dr.L:What's wrong?
Me:Peaches, she fell and now I don't know what to do!
Dr.L: Calm down. Now, who are you and where are you?
Me:LUCY GREEN! THE BIG BLUE HOUSE NEXT TO AGNEAS'S HOUSE! COME QUICK, PEACHES IS SCREAMING AND . . AND.
I burst into tears.
Dr.L: Okay, Lucy. I'll be right there.
He ends the call. "Eliza, go and wait for him." She nods and runs down the stairs. I whisper soothing words into her ear, and her wailing becomes crying.
There's the noise of a car, and I stand up to see a fancy car pull up. Doctor Landagrab comes out of the car, with his bag in his hands. He runs up the path and Eliza lets him in. "The Doctor's here!" Eliza yells.
Their footsteps up the stairs sound like thunder. Doctor Landagrab runs into the room, and pulls out a portable X'ray thingy from his bag. He kneels down next to her, and I step away and wrap my arms around Eliza. "She's going to be okay." I whisper. She nods, and stares wide eyed at Peaches. Doctor Landagrab runs test and gives Peaches medicine. Eventually, she stops crying. he gently lift her up. And smiles. "She's fine, you were very lucky. She could have been badly hurt. But she's fine, she was only crying because she was scared. Now, Lucy, give her a teaspoon of this twice a day." He hands me a little pink bottle. I nod, "Kay, thank you." He nods and hands Peaches to me. "Where is your grandmother?" I shake my head. "I don't know." "She went looking for Lucy." Eliza pipes up. Dr.L nods. "I'll call her and tell her what happened and that Lucy's home." He leaves the room, dialing the number.
"Why did Grandma come looking for me?" I ask Eliza. "Because you were out after curfew. And she was worried." I give her a questioning look. "I wasn't out after curfew." She nods slowly. "You were, it was eleven thirty when she left. And she left me here with Peaches. I was trying to put her to bed, when . . when she arched her back and fell." "Eliza, go to sleep. I'll stay with Peaches." She nods and leaves the room as Dr.L comes in. "Your grandmother is on the way. I'm leaving now." I nod, "Good night, and thank you." "Your welcome." He leaves and shuts the door behind him.
I gently bounce Peaches and she yawns. I carefully lay her down in the crib, and kiss her forehead. "Good night, Peaches, sleep tight."
Light seeps on through the windows, and exhaustion hits me full force. The room tilts, and I put my hand to my forehead. "Lucy! Where are you?" Grandma's voice booms from downstairs. "I'm here." I say feebly. She stomps up the stairs and I feel her anger as she glares at me through the door way.
"Where were you?!" She yells. "I was out with my friend. I wasn't out after curfew." "Yes you were! It was eleven thirty and you still weren't home!" The room tilts more and starts to spin. Maybe I was out after curfew, I had no idea what time it was. "I'm . . I'm sorry. I lost track of time." "Pft. And since when do you dress like a Stepford Wife?!" She says, looking at my clothes for the first time. "i don't look like a Stepford Wife! And if you don't like this," I say doing a twirl. "Wait till you see the rest of my clothes." She glares at me, then looks down at my shoes. "And since when do you wear heels?" "Since earlier this afternoon." I smirk. She scowls. "Where is all this attitude coming from?" "No where, I already owned it." "Lucile! You will not talk to me like that, nor will you have that sassy attitude!" "It's Lucy, not Lucile!" I yell. "No, it's Lucile. You are named after me, and it is time you start acting like the young lady you will be!" I frown. "You can't mold me! I can be who I want to be! I don't want to be the prim and proper little angel you were and want me to be!" She takes a deep breath. "You are grounded till you become the young lady I am molding you to become." "You can't do that!" "Yes, yes I can. And I already have. I don't care how long it takes." She leaves the room with a flourish. I'm really hating her right now.
The room dances in front of me and my knees go weak. I stumble to the door, and fall.
I pick myself up, balancing heavily on the book shelf. And begin the painful process of pulling myself up the stairs. I crawl to my bed, and pull myself up. and fall into a restless sleep.
Hope you liked the update and please tell me what you think
I think I am going to extend this story. Originally it was going to be a week, but I got new ideas and want to included them.
