Undeniable

Undeniable - Chapter 18

SAD, RIGHT?!?!?!

well get some Kleenex for this chapter cuz your gonna CRY

well maybe idk depends on the person

anyway... chapter 18

~@simply_lovely1234567

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I didn't eat anything the next day. At all.

I refused. I was too sad.

It was storming that day. It perfectly described the mood I was in. Depressed and mad at the same time. 

I was mad at Mark for keeping this awful job.

I was mad at Lisa for agreeing with him, to a certain extent.

I was mad at Melissa for not doing more to stop it.

I was mad at Kasey for not persuading Mark with her cuteness.

I was mad at Jake for just watching me walk out.

I was mad at Charlotte for not yelling at Mark.

I was mad at myself for not punching him in the face.

But most of all, I was mad at Thomas for making me love him.

I was in sweats and a t-shirt, in a ball on the couch, watching the morning weather report. My hair was thrown in a messy bun. I was laying on Jake's lap.

We were all slow and depressed that day. Charlotte didn't even feel like making breakfast. Not that I would have had any of it if she had.

I wore my glasses because I was too sad to even put on my contacts that morning. 

I thought about Charlotte. 

Lisa was her only connection to other women, meaning when she was gone, she wouldn't have any friends anymore.

Then there was me.

I had never liked a boy, kissed a boy, or even been gawked at by a boy until the King's moved here. I only had one friend who was a girl, but after they arrived, I had two. For some reason, two seemed a lot better than one.

Madison walked in our back door. We didn't look twice at her. Max followed.

We all slumped down in our seats.

It was a depressing day.

I didn't even want to see Thomas. 

If I saw him then it would bring back all the fun memories we had made and all the fun we had and I would then be reminded of how he would no longer be in my life.

I hadn't cried. Or said anything.

I hadn't done anything that day, really.

I was too sad.

 "Josie," Charlotte said quietly, "can you take out the trash."

I got up and grabbed the trash bag.

I slung it over my shoulder.

I put it on the curb and started to walk back to the back door but I heard voices coming from the King's backyard.

"Melissa... I don't want to move either!" Lisa said, "But right now, there's nothing I can do. Mark already took the job."

"Convince him not to!" Melissa begged, "Please, mom!"

"I can't honey, I've tried. I don't want to go back to Tuscaloosa, either, I want to stay here!"

Melissa played with her hair. "I've never had friends like these before."