𝚁 𝙴 𝙵 𝙻 𝙴 𝙲 𝚃 𝙸 𝙾 𝙽 | 𝙴𝚛𝚎𝚗 𝚡 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

𝚂 𝙴 𝚅 𝙴 𝙽 𝚃 𝙴 𝙴 𝙽

❣️authors note at the end❣️

This week was probably the longest of my life—and I was only half way through it.

I didn't go to school the next day. And it wasn't just because I wanted to avoid basically everyone after what happened, but because I woke up feeling not too good again.

Mostly due to the fact that I'd had so much trouble falling asleep that night that I don't think I slept at all. It was the shortest yet longest sleep I'd had in a long time.

And so I slept for the majority of the day—it was the best way of procrastinating my problems. Coming in and out of consciousness, I slept until about 4pm, finally waking up to hear my mom come back from work.

After I'd woken up around when she was leaving for work this morning, I'd told her I was feeling sick and that I was going to stay home, which she said was alright with her.

I heard her knock on my door, asking to come in.

She opened my door slowly before entering. "Hey, honey. How're you feeling?" She asked me gently.

I smiled at her. "I'm feeling better...I just needed some sleep. I had a bit of a long day yesterday."

She came and sat at the end of my bed. "I'm sure you did. How was the field trip, anyway? I never got to ask."

I swallowed, sitting up. "It was... eventful," I said, which was no lie.

My mother smiled at me, and reached over to brush some hair out of my face. She looked at me for an extra second—a concerned look on her face.

"What's wrong?" I asked, frowning a bit.

She shook her head, smiling again softly. "Sorry, it's nothing. Just thinking." She rose from my bed to leave.

Things were still awkward with my mom, but she was keeping true to her promise to try—to give me my space until I could figure everything out. I knew she was worried about me, but I was so grateful that she wasn't hovering me the way she had been before.
With everything that's been happening in my life recently, it made me feel so much better. It used to weight me down a lot.

But one thing I worried about—was that she'd pull away too far. Despite all the arguing we used to do, I couldn't lose her, too, and sometimes the thought of that hurt more than anything else.

And it was because of that thought that made me stop her before she left my room. "Hey, mom?"

She turned around at my door.

"I love you."

Her face softened at the words. "I love you, too, honey." She paused before walking out one last time. "I have this weekend off—I was thinking...we could do something together maybe—if you want?"

I smiled at her. "I'd like that."

She grinned at me. "Sounds good. Now get some more rest."

And with that, she left.

I knew I'd gotten more than enough sleep, and looking outside my window, I could see it was a really nice day. There were hardly any clouds and the sun shone through my window, lighting up my room with the afternoon glow.

I decided I wanted to go out—instead of just sitting in bed for any longer. I thought about it for a few moments, and decided to go to the public garden again, since it usually helped me to feel better about things.