Bad News

Chapter 10

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Y/n POV

"Y/n" I feel taps on my shoulder waking me up. I'm guessing it's my father that doesn't let his only daughter fucking rest.

"Yea dad?" I rubbed my eyes with my hands and tried to look at him but the flashlight he was flashing was not helping whatsoever.

"Come on... go get your clothes on" he tapped my leg and I groaned as I sat up.

"Why can't Kuz do it today?"

"Because Kuz is sloppy and because he's tired of training"

Wait what? I've been working harder than he has??? If anything I SHOULD BE TIRED!!!

"So what I'm doing isn't tiring? I get home, do homework, work out, train, study whatever you need me to study, work out again, help mom with the house, and chill with zeke. But Kuz plays basketball and he's exhausted?"

"But you're better at this than he is"

I shake my head and get up to walk over to my closet to wear my usual outfit when I'm doing these damn things with him.

Black sweats, black hoodie, black ski mask, black gloves, and my slides until I get into the car so I'm not wearing those big ass shoes the whole time.

When I'm done I walk out my room, pass my dad and walked out the house to his car.

I've had an attitude all day today. I would tell you if I knew why... but I don't know it's just one of those days.

I get into his car and lean the seat back to rest my arm over my eyes. He comes inside the car and I look over at him.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"Nothing, dad. I'm fine can we just go"

"Is it one of those days? You know you can talk to me right?"

"Dad I'm fine. Please just leave it alone"

My dad huffed and started the car.

Ever since Josiah died I've had Depression and anxiety. So sometimes nothing bad can happen and I just feel... down. Like it's not like oh boo hoo I'm sad. Like no sometimes I throw up, I don't sleep, I get severe anxiety when I wake up from naps, I don't eat, etc. Depression is no joke. And I know it might be hard dealing with me when I'm having these days but it's not like I do it to piss anyone off. Just give me my space and I'll figure it out on my own.

After a minute or two we drove off and got back to the apartment building. This time we got here early to make sure everyone left. I was eating a granola bar while we waited and my dad looked at me with a glare.

"How are you not gonna share that?" He asked.

"Did you share your Twix???"

"it was small!!" He said and I rolled my eyes. Then a tall black figure caught my attention, towards the garbage area.

"Dad look" I pointed towards where I saw the person and he sees it too.