Fuck or Forget you (H.S.-AU)

Chapter 2

Today is Monday.

And everyone hates them... except me. They just feel like a new start and a new start means new possibilities. And that is what I need.

Every day and every week I'm hoping for something better. I wanna be happy and right now I'm definitely not.

Some weeks ago in my English lesson we did the topic ''A guide to a happy life''. And if you don't feel like you're living a nice life then you have to change it! But for me it's impossible to do that...

Today started a bit different. I woke up at 4 a.m. and heard strange noises coming from the bathroom.

My mum was vomiting and vomiting and I couldn't help her... I just could call the emergency service. I want to help her! But it's impossible because she is ill. Very ill... My mum suffers from cancer.

"I am so sorry , love. It won't be that bad and I'll be back soon, okay?" , my mum said to me while two men from the ambulance carried her out of the house.

"Mum! Stop apologising! It is definitely not your fault , so please stop saying sorry , I told her.

"But darling , it is my fault. I am destroying yours and Joe's life."

"No mum ... You are not. I love you" , I said and kissed her on her cheek to say good-bye.

Calling the ambulance was now a regular thing and I didn't like it at all. I don't wanna loose her... I mean what is wrong with me? Why does all this stupid shit happen?!

I HATE YOU REALITY ! YOU ARE DESTROYING MY LIFE!

I was preparing breakfast when the front door suddelny flew open.

"Hey mum , I forgot my maths-book. Do you know where it ... " Joe stopped in the middle of the sentence when he spotted me instead of mum.

"Where is mum?" , he asked me. "Joe. Mum's in hospital ... Again."

His cute smile had said goodbye years ago. Joe had always been a happy kid but since our mother has been diagnosed he isn't smiling anymore. I guess I am neither.

"She will be home soon. It's just a little recurrence." I told him.

"Not it's not. I am not blind ! No ! Stop it ! Since when are you acting like her?! She'll die so stop telling me she'll survive because she definitely won't!"

Now he was shouting. My 16-year-old brother was shouting at me and I .. I started crying like a baby because I know he is saying the truth.

We got to school late. It was already the second lesson and I didn't want to go to school at all. Being late is a thing that I absolutely hate but I didn't want to go home either because I also hate being home and missing classes.

So I opened the classroom-door and the reality hit me like a big football player. Yeah ... They treat me like one of their footballs.

The only people who are on my side are the teachers and my best friend Marcel. I am a freaking outsider with bruises on my arms and an ass that hurts like hell. Okay, okay I'll stop! But I am tired of their stupid comments and I want them to stop hurting me and Marcel... So it looks like I have to change something.

But what?