I woke up with a headache and a stinging pain on my thigh. I didn't think much about it or about yesterday. After all the process is normal for me. I didn't take much time to get ready. It was one of those days where my mind was ina fog. I opened up my phone and read over Ace's text again and decided to answer.
SAGE: Sorry I was sleeping.
I found it easier to lie than to tell him what's going on. Either way he didn't care about my burdens and I didn't want him to care. Pixie was snuggled up on the bed next to me and she purred at me as if she was disagreeing with my thought process.
"What do you know? You're just a cat." I said and nuzzled her ears. I thought about downloading a new dark romance book to keep my mind preoccupied for a few days and to fade into a world of hot masculine main characters that don't exist in real life. After some time I got up and went to the bathroom so I could start my day. I took the bus today because I wanted to take as much time as I could getting to school. My phone vibrated in my pocket.
ACE: You could at least say good night.
SAGE: What's the point? I'm gonna tell you that I was asleep anyways.
ACE: Yeah but I always take the time to say good night.
I smiled and decided to be a bitch.
SAGE: That's on you bro.
ACE: Fucking brat.
SAGE: Is that the only thing you know how to say? Cause I'm bored of it.
ACE: Oh trust me I know much more to say. We're just not at that stage yet;)
SAGE: You know what? Go fuck yourself.
ACE: But I'd rather fuck you.
SAGE: You know that's off limits.
ACE: Yeah yeah.
I shoved my phone back into my pocket and got off the bus. I didn't even feel like seeing Mable today so I just went straight to school. The day was so long and tiresome. I had literature for first period which was my favorite subject but I was not even paying attention in the class. My mind was somewhere else. I thought about the time when I used to live with my dad. He always took me to the amusement park near his workplace after I finished school and he used to take me on every single ride there. I smiled thinking about the times when I used to live like a normal person. I don't know what went wrong along the road but I wish my mother never gave birth to me. It would've been so much easier not only for her but for me. The fact that she only decided to have me to prove something to my grandmother pisses me off big time.
"Sage. Could you please tell us your opinion about the symbols that are evident in The Stranger?" The teacher asked as I was staring out the window.
"I believe that two of the important symbols in the book can be the courtroom and crucifix." I said.
"That is brilliant. And why is that?" The teacher asked with a smile.
"Well for starters both are somehow connected because the courtroom represents how the society views the world because of its elements such as the spectators and of course the judge. And the crucifix is the Christian view of the meaning of life and the world which can go back to my point about how society can view the world since Christians are a part of it." I said.
"Excellent. Now..." The teacher turned back to the class and started talking about existentialism. I always wonder how I'm not an existentialist because I feel numb all the time but I guess to feel numb you shouldn't feel pain either and the sole purpose is to just exist which is exactly what I'm doing, exist. The bell rang and we started moving out of the class.
"Sage could I have a moment with you please?" The teacher asked me as I was about to exist the class.
"Sure Ms. Anderson. What's up?" I asked.
"Sage, your essay on Master and Margarita was amazing. I was wondering if you're interested in joining a writing contest?" She smiled at me.
"Um...can I think about it?" I asked.
"Yes take as much time as you need but remember that it will be something nice to add to your extracurricular activities for university." She said.
"Oh yeah. Thanks Ms. Anderson." I said.
"Also, I wanted to ask you if you're okay. You seem a little off lately." She asked worriedly.
"Oh yeah I am absolutely fine. Just peachy." I said and tried to give her my brightest smile.
"As you say. Let me know about the contest." She said and started gathering her stuff.
"Will do." I said and hurriedly went out of the room. I thought about her suggestion but what's the point when I know that I'm gonna lose. Mother always told me that I am not smart and I should at least try to be skinny so I can get hooked to a rich man that will provide for me for the rest of my life. Like her. But I didn't want to be her. I wanted my own fairy tale. My own story and someone who loves me for me, not for my body. Ace's name came to my mind but I quickly disregarded the thought. There is no way I will fall for someone like him. And truth be told, he will never fall for someone like me.
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Liability
RomansaSage has never really had an easy life, it just felt better sometimes until she met Ace, the bad boy who seemed just as complex as she was and she couldn't help but break the promise she made to herself in her childhood. Ace was the type of guy that...