an ANGEL fell from the sky

Chapter XXI: Hunter

Why the hell did I have to lie to her? Again.

I never study. And I'm kind of sure that she knows that very well.

Lie comes after another lie. I should've learnt that by now.

Why am I such an idiot? Why can't I just tell that I wanna be alone right now?

I rage into my room and kick all my books out of the way.

''Shit!''

Why do I bail on her all the time?

I'm not gonna lie. I feel guilty for doing this to her.

I look at my phone that's lying on my bed.

''Oh fuck it!''

I sit down on my bed and lean against the wall. I grab my phone and text her.

Me: Sorry about earlier!

Me: I don't have to study

Me: I just wanna b alone

I send all of them and wait.

Gosh! I'm an idiot! I sigh and bury my face into my arm.

Not so later, she texts back.

Katie: Yeah I know

Katie: U r 2 much of a smartypants.

I smile. I told you. She knows me pretty well.

Katie: It's ok. U don't have 2 apologize for that.

Katie: I know it's tough.

You don't know how much.

Yup. That's the truth. She knows just a part of what happened. She only knows that both of my parents died, and how they died. But there's another thing that she doesn't know about. Something that happened about 3 years ago. And honestly, I don't think I'll ever tell her. I'm afraid that she won't look at me the same.

My phone goes off again jolting me out of my thoughts.

Katie: R u there?

Me: Yup.

Katie: Well, I don't wanna bother u.

Katie: See u 2morrow:)

'You never bother me.' I say to myself.

Me: See ya.

I lock my phone and throw it on my pillow, then close my eyes.

I need a minute.

Gosh! What a day!

I would say it wasn't that bad actually. Except the fact that I almost died today. Not if it would be the first time though. But it was good to get away from my life. Even if it was just for a short time.

I open my eyes. I look at the pendrive on my desk. Then I look at my parents' photo.

I'm gonna find them mom. I promise!

But now I just don't wanna deal with this. I'm so tired of everything going on right now.

I take my backpack up from the ground where I threw it before and get my Reece's out. Then I notice that empty crumpled paper in my bag.

I don't think a tattoo is for me.

I crumple the paper entirely and throw it to the trash.

Of course it doesn't hit the trash can and bounces off of the edge.

I don't care. I just leave it on the ground.

I'm thinking about tomorrow. Katie's gonna go to that freaking party. I know it's selfish to say this. But I don't want her to go. That Gabe kid is a fucking douchebag. He might show that he's the perfect rich kid. But I know what he's hiding behind that perfectly fitted and ironed shirt of his, and his perfectly cut hair. That kid is not in prison only because his parents are rich.

I tried to frame him once. But who would believe a teenager?

A teenager who needs treatment cause his parents are dead.

A teenager who is so unpredictable and unreliable, because he's not even aware of what he's doing.

A teenager who is a freak.

A teenager...who should die.

Gabe fucking Miller. If you touch her, you're dead!

***

I can finally get rid of this yellow shit.

''Mother-fucker!'' I swear as I keep fucking with this shit.

''Aghhhh!'' I rage as I manage to take it off and throw it to the ground.

This shirt. Never again!

I lie down on my bed facing the ceiling.

I can't stop thinking. My mind is full of...EVERYTHING. I can feel it. The day is coming. That fucking birthday.

I promised not to cry. It would show that I'm weak. And I don't wanna be weak. I can't be. I need to stay strong. I can't break and fall back as I did that night. Three years ago.

I open my eyes. I didn't even notice that they were closed.

I turn my head left and look down at the crumpled paper on the ground.

It reminds me of how fast something can be destroyed.

How funny. Sometimes it just takes a second. Only one second and BOOM! It's gone. And it will never be the same as it was before.

I think about my life. It's just the same as this piece of paper.

Empty and ruined.