°𝘽𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨°

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Jaden woke up at the feeling of the familiar girl touching his cheek. "Jae, love, wake up... We have to go to school" she said and he nodded, still sleeping. "Jaeee" she laughed. "Fine" he groaned and stood up. The girl exited the room and he walked in the bathroom. He looked at himself in the mirror and ran his hand through his hair. He shook his head and washed his face. Then he got out and got dressed. He grabbed his bag and threw some random notebooks in it. He walked down the stairs and then got in the kitchen to eat something. He didn't really want to eat but he didn't want to make Isabella worry about him. So, be had to eat something.

"Hey" she smiled as he walked in. He turned to her and smiled back, not saying anything. He opened the fridge and grabbed an apple. He was about to walk out of the kitchen but she grabbed his hand and pulled him closer. "What's wrong?" She whispered. "Is anything right?" He chuckled and she looked down. "Then why are you asking if there's something wrong? Everything is wrong" he said and pulled his hand out of hers. He walked out of the kitchen and sat on the couch next to his friends.

"Hey dude, how you doing?" Josh asked and Jaden shrugged. "I don't know... I really don't know" he replied. "You seem better though" Blake said trying to make the boy feel better. "Yeah, I guess I don't look like a ghost anymore" he chuckled and the others stayed silent. "Stop trying to make me feel good. I know that I'm not okay and that I don't look okay" he said and stood up. "Jaden, just calm down man. You're not the only couple that have broken up" Bryce said and Jaden looked at him. "Yeah I know but that doesn't make it any better" he said and Bryce nodded. "I know, dude, but you're acting like it's the end of the world" he laughed slightly. Jaden looked at him for some seconds and nodded looking down. "I know that you're all tired of me, you could at least make it less obvious" he said grabbing his bag as he walked away. "Jaden come on! He didn't mean that!" Josh said standing up too.

Jaden didn't say anything, he just got out of the house. He decided to just walk to school. He didn't want to talk to anyone. He wanted to just go to school, for the first time in his life. He just kept walking, fighting his tears. Don't fucking cry again, don't... He kept thinking to himself. He was tired of himself being so weak, vulnerable, sensitive... Crazy...

When he arrived he walked in his class, his empty class, and sat in the very back of the lobby. He put his bag next to him and took out of it a notebook. He grabbed a pencil and started drawing. He didn't know what he was drawing but he was drawing something. He kept doing random things that helped him take all of his anger and pain out. His pain... He didn't know if that pain would ever end. Cause there was a lot of pain, from many different things...

He never expected that anything as bad as everything he had experienced could happen to him... He was always such a happy and clueless kid. Yes he had anxiety and all those panic attacks but he was happy. He had his parents, his best friend, his friends... And then he started slowly losing everything. He hadn't told anyone, but he had heard his mother talking to him, many times. He knew that he was crazy. He knew it. He knew that it wasn't right, it wasn't right... Hearing or seeing dead people... He knew that he couldn't tell anyone. He knew that they would make him go in those places where every crazy person goes. But it wasn't his fault that he was crazy, it wouldn't be fair if he was locked in a room for something that wasn't his fault... Or that's what he thought.

He knew that he was crazy and the thought of Isabella noticing scared him the most. Even more than the thought of being locked in one of those places. He didn't want to see that scared look in her face... He didn't want her to notice. And what scared him the most about his craziness was- what if he started doing even more crazy things? First seeing and hearing ghosts, then talking to them... What if there was more? If he hurt someone? What if he hurt Isabella?

His thoughts were cut off by the familiar ringing sound. He sighed and threw the notebook back in his bag. He kept playing with his pen in his fingers until everyone was in the classroom. When Isabella got in the room, he looked up at her with the same straight look he had the whole time. She sad smiled and walked up to him. "Can I sit here?" She asked and he shook his head, looking back down to his pen. She sighed quietly and nodded before kissing his cheek. She walked away and sat with a random girl from their class.