[EDITING]
For him, the whole world was on fire except her.
And he didn't let a single flame touch her.
For her, she herself was on fire.
And she protected the whole world from her flames.
Especially him.
+++
Living with the demons of her past who...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Hungover sucks.
Especially when you wake up in the back of your car and forget to on the heater. My head was throbbing like a bitch and driving while feeling nauseous is no easy task.
I can not believe what I did last night. I can not believe I'm falling into my old ways again. The last time I was behaving like this it ended in the worst possible way but now I got nothing to lose so who would care?
I came home and walked up to my room. Mother wasn't home as always, even if she did she wouldn't care as to when and where I was. I took a bath and got into some comfy clothes. For some reason, I decided to re-activate my socials. After, scrolling through the phone for some time I fell asleep.
***
"Come on Rhea one drink, just one. I'm pretty sure your brother wouldn't mind"
"I'm fourteen assholes". It's not that anyone would tell the police or something because all of them here are basically underage but I'd rather get home sober than drunk and experience my father beat the shit out of me.
For a moment I question why I am even here. Oh yes, to make friends. I wouldn't be able to last another school year with no friends. I haven't had any friends after Jason started hanging out with the stoner dudes and Damien left to live with his father. I miss him so much even though he didn't come to school with me, but every day after school, I would see him and hang out. I never told him that I have a massive crush on him even after he left because I know friendships can be destroyed when feelings get involved. So, I'd rather be friends with him than taking the risk of being nothing. When he told me he's leaving the country to live with his father, made me happy but as much as that it made me sad. I was happy for him because he wanted to meet his father, just once and now he gets to live with him. But the thought that he would leave and most probably won't come back to this shitty town makes me really sad. So here I am at a party I know no one but some of my Noah's friends and Nathan. Speaking of the devil.
"Heeelloooo little sister," he said.
"Hello Nathan, you are so very drunk and Noah told you to give him a call," I said sitting on top of the counter.
"ugh. Fuck him" oohh trouble in paradise I see. Well, it's nothing new, to be honest. I know my brother loves him so much but they could be really toxic sometimes.
"Didn't you already?" I ask to lighten up the mood.
"Haha very funny. No, actually that was a good one" he says handing me a drink.
"Uh... I don't drink, remember?" I told him refusing to take the cup.
"Just chill, It's not alcohol. This is my special drink for a special person". And this is why I love him so much; he makes me feel special and makes me love myself. I could say Nathan is the only person that helped me last this long in life.
