Always and Forever // H.S.

5| to be so lonely

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September 3rd 2017
(Third day of school)

Danielle Scott

School was boring today.. except for my first class with Harry and when I had lunch with Harry and my last class with Harry.

Okay.. maybe.. not so boring then Danielle.

I mean I don't know anyone here and Harry.. well Harry just makes my day go by faster. Nothing more.

It's been four hours since I walked home from school when my thoughts get interrupted by the front door opening and shutting. I assume aunt Beth is home. I go downstairs and ignore her as I go to get some orange juice from the refrigerator.

"The garbage better not be full. If you haven't dumped it out yet, dear lord." She begins pointing fingers at me before even checking if I took the garbage out.

I'm used to never even receiving a greeting from her anyway.

"Actually for your information, I did take it out already. You should check before accusing." I proceed to set my juice-filled glass on the counter rolling my eyes at the same time.

"Don't you talk to me that way. I will ground you." She threatens huffing loudly and stomping away towards her room like a toddler would when they don't get the toy they wanted at the store. All I do in return is sigh deeply.

Like I even have anything to lose. She can ground me for all I care. Day by day i'm getting less impatient with her unbelievable hatred towards me. Just a few more months is all I need to put up with her.

Suddenly, I hear some stuff breaking in her room. I could hear her groaning angrily and loudly through the roof. Ever since I moved in with her, she does this every single day. It's like her daily breakdown and she doesn't care that I can hear. She has had resentment for so long for what happened between my mother and her back in the days when they were young but it's ridiculous now.

Aunt Beth was my mother's half sister of almost the same age but they never got along. They had the same father but not the same mother. Aunt Beth was a year older than my mother and she hated that her dad was also my mother's dad.

But that wasn't the only reason why they didn't get along.

Aunt Beth used to be in love with my father, but he was in love with my mother from the very beginning. He never once laid eyes on Aunt Beth. My mother was the only woman for him and that filled her with even more uncontrollable rage and hatred, so she vowed to never speak to either of them again. Then when she found out I was born.. you can imagine how that made her feel. Since then, she's stayed single for years now and has no spouse or children.

Therefore, she isn't exactly the most compassionate or understanding person about what happened to them or me. In fact, she's the complete opposite, but for now i'm stuck with her until I leave for college.

Just have to be patient for one more year..

Loud sounds continued on the second floor, so deciding it was finally time for me to go check exactly what was going on upstairs, I walk up two at a time ready for an argument. I'm officially done with these ridiculous breakdowns. I've had enough.