I'm worried about you (Sophia)

[sophia riley allen]

Sophia smiled "That sounds cool"

“Uh okay, but if he’s here I’m going to have to do everything in
my power not to call Reed and Brandon and have them kill him, because I can’t fight to save my life”

Sophia rolled her eyes "That wont be necessary" she said. She walked down the street with Eli, her apartment not to far away. Around three minutes she took a turn, and two more minutes later they were at the apartment complex. She lead the way through the garden and up stairs to her building. Once up she took out her key from her pocket, pushed open the door, and welcomed the cool air that greeted her. Soph turned on the light and stepped to the side to close the door behind Eli.
The apartment was nice, only a little bit messy. "Do you want anything to eat or drink?" Sophia said as she walked over to a stack of her paintings. She couldn't hang all of them on the walls, and there wasn't a place she could store them, so they just stacked up in the hall. She had been meaning to do something with them, but kept putting it off.

Sophia started to flip through the different canvasses, and picked up a few she really liked. She set them on the coffee table, and went to get a bottle water "Im surprised neither one of us has had a heat stroke yet" she said taking a thirsty sip of water.

[elijah samuel allen]

“It is pretty cool I suppose, I seem to really like it” he shrugged his shoulders shaking his head at his sister’s next statement. He really always believed something could go wrong being the always negative person he was, but that was just the way he was. “Anything can happen Sophia and I though in a way you know that, like anything can easily just happen with me” Eli sighed a little bit. “He can hurt you a lot more than he already dose” he followed slowly into his sisters apartment looking around the place glad that it was cool in here as his head was starting to hurt from the heat.

He liked the feel of the apartment spite the mess and smiled a little bit taking a seat somewhere, “yeah I agree either of us could have easily got heat stroke or heat exhaustion due to the clothes we’re wearing” Eli looked down and sighed a little bit to his self. He clearly wasn’t proud of what he was doing, he was just afraid to believe he had to get hospital care though. To him hospital care was a scary thought and he also had no idea if it would even work but he knew that he had to do something soon enough.

[sophia riley allen]

Sophia looked around at Eli and then took out another water bottle, walking over and giving it to him. Soph raised a eyebrow "I have one of Brandon's shirts, if you want something to cool off in" she smirked before saying "I steal one every time I visit" she had been careful not to offer one of Kris's. Sophia walked over to the canvasses she had laid out, and propped them all up on the floor against the coffee table. From were Eli was sitting he would be able to see, he wasn't to far away and none of the paintings were exactly small in size.

The paintings were more recent, which meant they were a bit more detailed then she used to paint. The one on the far left was a picture of woman with child, Soph really like to draw parents with there children and had a lot of paintings of scenes with them. The two in the middle were more unique, not placing normal everyday events but were actually paintings of wonderland,
as odd as that may seem. She had been in a hyper mood when she painted the first wonderland picture, the mushrooms and flowers were bright, the flowers had faces and appeared singing, and in the middle of the painting there was a long table, covered with all sorts of plates, utensils, foods and drinks. The mad hatter she had painted stood at the head of the table, holding his arms out in greeting as Alice approached.
The second wonderland painting she had painted in a more darker mood, this time most of the background was black, and in the middle there was a huge, smiling, glowing face. The Cheshire cat. The glow from the cats mouth made light around Alice, who wasn't exactly wearing a bow and pretty blue dress. Her dress was black, she also wore striped stockings with black boots, and a long black ribbon drifted from Alice's light blond hair until it faded with the rest of the background. Yep, she had definitely been in a darker mood when that had been painted.
The last painting o the far right was of a girl at the beach very random but Sophia hadn't been able to get the scene out of her head. The girl wore her bathing suit if course, but jeans and a un buttoned shirt covered it up. The girl was on a deck with tables and other people, though the woman was most noticeable and obviously the star of the painting. She was standing on a restaurant deck, leaning on a railing looking out at the beach, were only few people were visiting because in the picture it was getting darker.

[elijah samuel allen]

Eli nodded his head slightly, “yeah please sis. The shirt might be big since Brandon is taller than me and stuff but it will be better than what I’m wearing now” the clothes he was wearing right now were terrible and he knew he had to at least change his shirt. Sipping his water he looked at her painting and smiled, they were all really good and he thought so was such a talented artist. “They are all really good Sophia, you’re an amazing artist like I am writer.

I just will never admit that I’m actually a good writer and remember when I use to play guitar, I actually found my old guitar. I’m just not too sure what I want to do with it anymore. I’m sure I’ll think of something though, and I’ll have to let you read some of my writing soon but I memorized this poem. You scream, silence, you try to cry out, but no hears you, you’re alone, in total darkness, the only sounds heard, your breathing, and the sound of your footsteps, living in a world of lies, and nothing but fake friends, you have nobody to turn to, it’s just, battling everyone, including yourself. It’s like you’re in a battle with even yourself, and that’s just how I feel” Eli muttered sighing a little bit.

[sophia riley allen]

"Thanks bro. Guitar? I use to play Guitar! I could teach you." Sophia said excited, she had been in a band when she was in high school, it didn't last long but it was fun while it did last, and Sophia had enjoyed it. It had been awhile since she played, but she hadn't been bad at it when she did. Soph listened to Elis poem and smiled "Not bad bro" Soph never could write poetry herself, but that didn't mean she didn't enjoy it. "Be right back" She said and walked to her room, she began searching for a T-shirt. When She found one of Brandons old high school shirts she put it down on the bed and changed herself. She threw on shorts and a Tank top, enjoying the coolness, her bruises showed, which made her stop at her bedroom door. Soph frowned and put a bit of makeup around the yellow, healing bruise on her thigh, and smiled once it was covered. She didn't want Eli to point it out. Sophia walked out to the living room were Eli was, the floor cool beneath her bare feet. "Here ya go" She said holding out the shirt for Eli "You can change in the bathroom, its the only other door besides the bedroom."

Outfit: Tada!

[elijah samuel allen]

“I can play I just hardly play anymore, guitar, tuba, flute, and cornet are the things I use to play but I just don’t anymore and I haven’t in years really. I’ve thought about it though, I just don’t know anymore since so much is really going on in my life and it’s really hard to think about doing anything I use to think of as fun anymore. Which in a way is kind of sad, I use to do so many things but I just don’t anymore since I just don’t have the want to” he sighed a little bit looking down. “Thanks glad you like it, I wrote it a few days ago actually when I was having one of my moods. It actually helped me from cutting myself” he shrugged and nodded as she left the room to change, when she came back he took the shirt from her hands standing up. “Thanks” he muttered heading off to change into it, pulling his shirt off he took one glance at his arms sighing before pulling the other shirt on.

[sophia riley allen]

"Your a very talented kid" Sophia paused and smiled widley "You must get that from me!" she joked, laughing. Soph turned a bit more serious "Thats good, using writing as an escape from cutting"
When he left the room to go change Sophia picked up her paintings from the floor, and put them back along with the others. As she was putting hem back she got distracted and started to flip through the others. She paused as she saw an older one, one of her favorites, actually. "I don't remember putting that there" she muttered to herself, she thought she had left that one in the attic back home. The painting was older, but it was her vary favorite. It was the one of a girl lying in bed, tears rolling down her temples, it consisted of greys and blues, and it was quite obvious what mood she was in when she had painted it. She held the painting out, arms length, too get a better look. It had been painted after her depression wore away, as were all of her paintings, but it had been close, and the painting in particular had a lot of feeling.

[elijah samuel allen]

“Hmm yeah I guess I am, and maybe I do get them from you sis seeing as I look up to you a lot. You’re the most sane one in our family next to me, and Brandon and Reed would probably actually brain wash me and like we ever need that. Oh and yeah I know it is, but sometimes writing isn’t enough for me and I still find myself finding some form of comfort in my knife and I suppose that’s what terrifies me the most. The fact that I can be doing this to myself with knowing the consequences of it, and what may happen but it doesn’t mean I care. It doesn’t mean that I won’t kill myself and if I did I wouldn’t care either, it would be my best escape” he then went and changed his shirt coming back. Sitting back down he tilted his head slightly watching his sister go through her artwork.

[sophia riley allen]

Sophia frowned at Eli, she really didn't like the thought of him cutting. She ran out of things to say, but she let her discomfort on the subject show. Soph put the old painting back as he walked back into the room, she avoided her gaze from his arms. Soph stood there, thinking about what to do next, she smiled widely. "I heard the art gallery was doing this special art program for a short time, when I went to check it out, they had a whole room painted white, and then they had rows of buckets of paint, and you could just start painting whatever you like." she giggled and smiled "It was so cool." Soph walked to the couch and sat, propping her feet up on the table. The she jumped right back up. "I have a idea!" and went to her room. She pulled out her art easel, which was leaning against the wall, picked up a blank canvases, brushes, and paint. She walked back into the room, the objects filling up her arms. Soph stood the easel up in front of Eli and put her materiel down on the coffe table. She turned to Eli and pointed a finger "I'm going to paint you" she said

[elijah samuel allen]

Eli sat there for a few moments just looking down at his arms that were exposed in the shirt he was wearing, it made him feel a little uncomfortable actually wearing a tee-shirt but there wasn’t much the sixteen year old could really do about it. “That sounds really cool and a lot of fun, I’m not that good at painting and stuff so I normally don’t” he shrugged a little bit. Looking at her in total confusion when she said she was going to pain him he blinked, “you’re going to paint me?” he said in his surprise. Normally people didn’t want to really do that, he wasn’t much to look at. At least in his opinion he wasn’t all that much to look at or see, he was just Eli and in his eyes he was just so plain looking and even boring.

[sophia riley allen]

Sophia chuckled "Yes im going to paint you" she said with a smile "You don't have to sit there the whole time, Ill just draw a quick sketch and use that" she picked up a pencil and began sketching on the empty canvass. She didn't have to glance a whole lot, she had mastered not doing this after awhile. She would glance whenever she was confused about a certain angle or detail, but she could keep details in her head long enough to get them down. She loved to draw, she drew pictures of random people all the time, but she never did a picture of someone real. She was enjoying herself. "Alright, I got the sketch" she said, taking several steps back to view the drawing better. It was good, and would look better once she started to put color on to it.