chapter 2

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My phone rings, it's mom, i pick up to press the answer button, "Hey, honey- i'm sorry I won't be able to come home until 11:00 pm today. I'm so sorry I had to work overtime time- i'm also sorry for breaking our promi-" she says but I cut her off "it's fine mom- really, I forgive you" I utter, even though it isn't really true I still don't want to make her feel guilty, "Are you sure? I can make it up by bringing you out for ice cream tomorrow. Is that okay with you?" she says in response, "It's okay. I guess" I say , " Ok honey I got to go, bye y/n". she says before hanging up. Her not coming home means I have to make dinner, which never is a good thing. I cant cook at all, and we don't have anything microwaveable, meaning that i'll probably have to eat nothing. Great. This day is going realllll great. Another ring comes from my phone- it's Luka and here's what it says, "hiiii y/n, how was your day? mine was pretty great, at the party we had this largeeeee cake that Marinette made and we ate it all up, Mostly Nino, but anyways why didn't you want to come again?" and then I replied with this "my day was fine and i bet the cake tasted reallll nice, i didn't want to go to the party tho because i didn't feel so well" then after he replied with this- "oh well i hope you better, bye". i don't know if I had mentioned this yet but also after he became friends with marinette, our conversations became more and more bland. I'm done with this. I placed my phone back down on the side of the bed. I cant anymore, what's even the point in living if my mom doesn't even want to be here and my best friend that i'm in love with is growing apart from me. A tear rolled down my cheek, soon reaching my neck, then clothing. More and more came down, I couldn't stop. Where was all these years coming from? Soon my face was drenched in tears, and my face was all red. I cant breathe, I cant see, the tears are blocking my vision. What's happening? I try to wipe them away but even more keeps coming. I cant stop thinking about about it- him. What is wrong with me? I cant hear anymore. The sound of crying and screaming has filled my ears. More screams, more cries. I cant stop. My hands and arms begin to shake. I begin to pull out each strand of hair. One by One. I'm only 15, why do I have to go through this. I'm too young. Suddenly, I cant feel anything, but the cold wet tears on my skin and clothes. My palms become sweaty and my face turns red. The tears stop but the shaking still continues, the hair pulling too. What is going on?

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