Losing

Chapter 1

I sat on my bed, flicking through all the pictures on my phone. My room was halfway between twighlight, the garden lights hung from my ceiling around the main light. There was pale blue wallpaper with gold chrysantheum patterns, my desk filled with papers and books and my wooden flooring. My bed was a king sized and there was my walk -in-wardrobe down next to it.
"Eliza?"
I looked up to Emily stood in my doorway, she was holding a cup in one hand. I locked my phone, the smell of coffee and smoke wafting into my room.
"Em, close the door- you're making it stink," I muttered.
She closed the door and leaned against it, taking a sip of her coffee.
Emily had long caramel hair which curled at the ends, she also had the tanned skin I had and big green eyes. She had thin arms and legs and all her clothes hung off her but in a nice way.
"Where's mom?"
I raised my eyebrows.
"Downstairs?"
She looked downstiars, through my floorboards, and shook her head, "She wasnt there when I checked,"
I shrugged, feeling a cold draught skim my skin. I unlocked my phone and started texting Gemma again, ignoring the worried look I got from Em. She worried too much; she had mild paranoia.
"She didnt tell you she was going out, and dad's not home either..."
I looked up, annoyance throbbing at the tips of my typing thumbs, "Will you shut up, go downstairs and leave me alone- mom's going to be back later,"
I sighed, watching as she shut the door and hearing the floorboards outside creak from her weight. I set my phone down onto the bed space next to me, slipping onto my feet and over to my desk.
I took out my laptop and was about to start typing when something caught my eye.
I shivered.