Writingcamp+The duke

Week 4+ How to overcome writer's block/ Chapter 2

In front of me there is a dark wooden door, all of my surroundings are silent like if everyone was waiting for me to open the door. I knocked hoping I had gotten the right floor and sight in relief when my mother opens the door with a smile. "Oh darling welcome home! It's so nice to see you after all this time" she said as she gave a hug, " Thanks mom, I missed you too" I said laughing, my mom had tears in her eyes. She led me inside and helped me with the luggage as I stared in wonder to the place I was going to stay. We entered into a room with light gray walls and the chandelier hanging in the middle of it, white marble floors, dark red couches made of silk and dark wooden furniture scattered around the room. At the end I could see a glass door that led to a beautiful marble terrace. I stood there in the middle of the room, my eyes darting to every corner of it and my brain not believing what it was seeing.

"Do you like it darling?" my mother asked with a smile on her face, "It's amazing!" I said facing her.

I was about to say something else when I heard something coming from the kitchen, they were footsteps. At first I thought it was my father but then I listened closely and realized that there were also laughs and screams, it was my brothers."Thalia is here! Thalia is here!" they screamed as they got closer. My brothers crashed into the room and ran towards me with big smiles. I knelt down and hug them all laughing."Hey you guys!! I've missed you so much" I said as I hugged my brothers. We where all having a good time until I realized that Grace wasn't there showing a big smile like the rest of her brothers, she was hiding behind a silk red couch looking at me like if I was a stranger. At first I got a bit confused because I didn't understand why she didn't want to hug me but then I realized the reason. Grace was the most sensible of my brothers and she cared deeply about me but when I headed to college I didn't visit a lot, she thought I had abandoned her. It wasn't true and I tried to make her change her mind about it, always trying to be kind to her but I guess she hasn't forgiven me.

"Peanut! Welcome home love!" said my father as he entered the room. I got up and headed to hug him as hard as I could, I had really missed him."Let's give you a tour shall we?" he said as he grabbed my hand and led me towards the hall. My two brothers cheered to the idea and followed us, Grace slowly moving behind us. Every room I entered surprised me in all possible ways, my parents did have good taste. The gray walls and the marble floors followed us everywhere but the furniture changed in every room, not one had the same furniture. All the rooms where elegant and modern with chandeliers and huge windows that gave a wintery touch because you could see the snow falling from there. The apartment seemed like it would never end, there was a huge library, two living rooms, a study, a beautiful modern kitchen and three bedrooms, one for my parents and the rest for my brothers. I thought that the tour was over but just beside Grace's room there was another door, at first I thought that it was just a storage room but then everyone stoped in front of the door and looked at me with excited faces. "Now you didn't think that we would leave you without a room did you?" said my mother with a smile as she opened the door and signaled me to go in. I walked into the room with amazement as I looked at dark wooden bed with emerald silk sheets, a night table beside it with several framed pictures of my friends and family and two letters made by my brothers but there was none by Grace. I sighted with a bit of sadness and continued inspecting the room, a huge window with emerald curtains hung led outside where the sky started to turn dark. I turned around and hugged both of my parents for the incredible room as James and little Daniel started jumping around. We a headed to the kitchen to celebrate my arrival and talk for a while until my parents announced that they had to go because they didn't want to miss their flight to France. We all said goodbye and then I led my brothers back to the house and helped them get to bed but asked Grace to come with me to the library.

" Hey, I know that since I left it's been really hard for you and I know that you feel like I abandoned you but that's not true at all. I love you Grace, the last thing I would do is hurt you" I said as I attentively looked at my sister's expressions, she looked terribly sad. "Come here" I said as I wrapped her around my arms and sang her favorite lullaby, not long her small arms started wrapping around my neck, "I will never leave you" I said. She stopped hugging me and faced me, those shy eyes looking at me full of hope, "Promise?" she asked a bit scared, I smiled, "Promise". Grace started smiling and gave me another hug as I laughed and took her to her room and said goodnight.

I went into my new room and sighted when I closed the door, it had been a very long day. Sitting in my bed and looking to the night sky I felt very happy that I came to London. I started thinking what I had done today and then I remembered that stranger who's eyes said more than words. I tried to remember their color and then I realized, my bed sheets and my curtains where the same color as the stranger's eyes.

Suddenly my throat got dry and I decided to go get some water, every time I thought about him a weird feeling invaded my body. When I had finished a glass of water I headed towards the terrace since it had stopped snowing. The cold air hitting against my face made me think of when my parents took me skiing in winter and it made me nostalgic. I looked to my surroundings as childhood memories flooded in my brain but all of the sudden the once quiet night was interrupted by music, to be more specific it was "Smells like teen spirit" from Nirvana. I started searching from where was the music until I finally found out that it came from the fourth floor. I headed towards tho corner of the terrace but found no light in the windows and yet the music still played. Then I looked towards the fourth floor's terrace and found a boy sitting all alone, was it the stranger that I had met? I truly hoped that he was someone else, he looked terribly lonely.