Me, Myself and I

Part 7

"my anaconda dont, my anaconda dont-" 

"do old people know what this song is talking about" I chuckled.

"I think they are just really horny," Fal said while knitting. I laughed at her response. 

I was at the center working. 

it had been 2 weeks since the incident with my brother and I have made amends with it. my family took the love of my life away and my friends. so now I'm gonna focus on myself. my grades have never been better and my job is my only escape. 

the elderly over here is nice well some of them. 

"Get your hands off him, Janice. he's my husband" said Sally.

"damn who knew old people could fight like that," I said clicking a pic of the awkward position Sally and Janice were fighting in. 

"I love how Rob is just there drinking his apple juice" I chuckled showing Fal the picture I took. 

she assessed my phone and lectured about using my phone too much. I didn't complain though. I didn't have a parental figure so this was as close as it would get. 

"rose. what the heck. you're supposed to stop them from fighting" said my boss Ralph. 

"I wouldn't call that fighting sir," I said looking at the 2 old women "fighting" 

I could see Ralph was trying to hold back a smile to which I just flashed my signature goofy smile. now he didn't try in hiding his smile. he shook his head and asked the women to return to their rooms. 

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"Oops sorry," I say looking up from the book that I issued last week. it was so interesting about murder and mystery. 

when I looked up I saw my ex-friends. I didn't wait for their reaction so I left. I sat on the football field reading my book. 

just then I got a notification from one of the schools that I applied to. 

I quickly dropped the book and checked the email. 

HOLY CRAP 

I GOT ACCEPTED. I started doing my happy dance not caring if anyone was watching me. I'm gonna leave this wretched school. 

when I turned to do another round of the macarena I saw something that shattered me. 

I saw Jane and Dane making out. I think they knew I was there. 

3 years. 

just gone like that.

suddenly the air around me started to disappear and I couldn't breathe. 

I tried to search for my headphones and plugged them in my ears.

I played a video from long ago. 

it wasn't the first time I had a panic attack. I always found this video to soothe me

"mama and papa we got something to show you" frank said holding my hand. 

we then proceeded to do this little routine and I kept at looking at frank so I wouldn't mess up. 

but in the end, I tripped and did a split. it looked like the perfect finish but it was just a mistake. i chuckled looking at that. my mom then faced the camera towards my dad to get his reaction. 

there. that look he had on his face. it may have been directed towards my brother but I don't care. 

it held so much love I count begin to comprehend where it all went. 

that look stopped my panic attack. even though he didn't love me I always found myself wanting to be in that video. 

when I looked up I saw that Jane and Dane had left. 

then reality came crashing when the bell rang. I picked up all my stuff. with each step to my next class, I felt my emotions leaving my body. it was my body's defense mechanism to be a null of emotion when something really broke me. 

I wiped his tears so he would never have to wipe mine. I stepped on the glass so he wouldn't have to. I gave him everything I wish I had only for him to believe some bruise I had on my neck.