Lover, Come Over

Life is like a Box of Chocolates 03

I'm a symbol of madness,
You're a lover of the tragic

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I woke up with a pounding sensation in my head. "Ugh, I got to remind myself never to cry again." I thought. Pushing myself up off of the bed, I went and got dressed. I stared into my closet for ten minutes because ,wow, putting matching clothes together is mind numbing, but I reluctantly decided on ripped jeans and a Sublime band t-shirt.

I walked into my kitchen to see a package of fudge pop tarts left for me. I sighed to myself. I wasn't much on chocolate, but especially for breakfast? I left them sitting there, and then left for school.

As I got there, two of my friends rushed over at me. Brady and Sarah had been my friends since elementary, even if we were friends from a distance.

"SoOoOo, who sent the roses?" Sarah singsonged at me. "Jeremy." "Wow, you must be kidding because that's a cruel joke, Em." Brady tutted. "No, I'm dead serious, and the address was at Tuckers' diner, but all he talked about was Tucker." "I'm sorry." They said simultaneously. Brady and Sarah had been together since grade school, but I didn't care, as it left more time for me and my thoughts. The bell rang and we all went our separate ways.

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February 21, 2019
Two years ago

"Hey, Hey, you're okay, darling." Said someone far away. "Jonathan, she's going into shock." I recognized the voice, it was my mother. That's all that registered before I passed out.

I woke up in a hospital room, alone. Briskly, a nurse walked in. "Yay! It's good to see you up and at 'em." She winked at me. "What happened?" I asked, my voice raspy. "Oh honey, I'm not in jurisdiction to tell you that." "Please, I need to know, where are my parents?" She sighed and set down next to me. Her name tag read Alice Sumpter. "Your brother purposely wrecked a car with both of you in there, and he didn't make it." She solemnly said. "As for your parents, they left shortly after you arrived here, and we can't contact them. So, your Aunt Teagan has taken custody of you for now." I sat there and cried. I cried for myself. My parents left me, and my brother tried killing both him and me. I only had me.

***
I sat there in my third period history debating whether or not I should text Jeremy. The only real argument I had about why I should text him is because he's hot. I groaned. I decided to go for it because YOLO, right?

Emory: "Hey Jeremy."
Jeremy: "Hey! I'm so glad to hear from you."
Emory: " :)"
Jermey: "Meet me at the diner later."
Emory: "Okay."

I didn't really want to consider his offer. Yes, I wanted to see him, but what would that entail. "I don't want something I can't stop." I thought. My mind wondered to my Aunt and Uncle. Teagan and my mother ,Tori, were twin sisters, but ironically hated each other. My mom always wanted a family whereas Teagan was a career woman. I know she wouldn't have taken me if Tori hadn't have left me. The world was a cruel and bitter joke. Both Teagan and my mother had black hair and dark eyes, but my father, Jonathan, had chestnut hair and green eyes.

"Ms. Watts, are you listening to me?" Mr. Garcia icily said to me. "I'm throughly paying attention to you." I responded with a sarcastic tone. "Don't act like that." He responded. "I need you to be better, and I need you to stop acting like that. Do you remember when you were in the top of this class?" He asked, trying —and failing— to sympathize with me. I stared blankly at him pretending not to care. "I can only help those who want it." He said. I groaned, "Please lay off, you're balding, you're  5'9, and you have nothing to say to me. I don't want your help, so go try with a student getting beat up in the halls because they may care." I said, almost irate. I sat there praying my night with Jeremy would be better than this shit.