Escaping you |EDITING|

33-Atlas

                      Escaping you

Have you ever felt like your entire life was falling apart, and you couldn't do a single thing about it?

That's kind of how my life has been feeling. Ever since I found out I was sick, every since everyone did, it's been non stop pity. My parents just kind of forgot I was here, they're always gone out of town on business trips to distract themselves from the fact that the same thing that killed their son is killing their daughter.

My sister tiptoes around me like the second she breathes wrong it'll hurt or kill me, Leah acts like nothing is wrong because she doesn't want to accept what's actually happening,

Everette coddles me, as if I'm a child who can't take care of myself. Even the people at school, the ones who once hated me like Sarah or her little group of minions give me sad glances in the hallway.

I know that I'm dying. I've accepted that. I know the people around me haven't and that's okay, I mean I get it, I just hope they're able to see the reality of the situation before it's too late.

I've been trying really hard not to fall apart, not to let this condition or anything else going on in my life to tear me apart, but as each day goes on, it just keeps getting harder.

It feels suffocating, trying to pull myself to the surface all while trying to keep those around me afloat.

Everette is truly, really doing his best. He does any and every thing I ask, he supports me and he's so fucking sweet, selfless. 

I think sometimes his selflessness clouds his vision though. He's a good guy. A great guy. There isn't a better guy on the planet, he just sometimes forgets to think about the things he's doing.

"Baby." He tiredly says from beside me and I roll over, facing him.

"What's going on in that pretty little head of yours. Why aren't you asleep?" He asks and I smile

"Couldn't. Thinking to much." I respond and he hums.

"Thinking about what?" He questions softly and I laugh.

"I don't know. We move into your house tomorrow." I say and he nods

"We do. Which is why you should be sleeping so that we can actually wake up and get something done."

"Okay okay fine.  I will try to go to sleep." I tell him and roll back over. I feel his lips on the back of my head before he mumbles a 'goodnight' and his breathing slows.

Eventually I close my eyes, falling asleep, all the thoughts in my head finally being able to rest.

———

"No. Put it down."

"Everette. I can carry one box." I roll my eyes and he takes the box from me.

"Not if I say you can't." He smirks and I laugh, grabbing a box full of blankets and stepping up the stairs into his house, well, our house, and  I say, his parents must have been rich.  

The house isn't much different from mine, marble flooring, spiral staircase, 6 bedroom. Truly a beautiful place. It's kind of weird, seeing where Everette grew up and knowing all the awful things that happened here. It doesn't even seem to affect him.

We get all of the boxes moved from my house to his, I say goodbye to Leah and Paige , who for once in their lives actually helped to do something.

My parents literally did not care when I said I was moving in with them. They nodded and then proceeded to tell me about how they were leaving for a business trip in Seattle. Which is good, in the sense of I didn't have to fight to get here, but sometimes I kind of wished they cared a little bit more about what could happen to me.

"Ev." I pull him into a room and sit down on a box and he sits beside me.

"Hm?"

"I just-does it not hurt being in this house after what happened with your parents?" I ask him and he shakes his head a little

"I mean yeah, a little, but it's just a house. The house isn't the reason they did what they did nor did it affect it. I could say it's too hard to be here and that the memories hurt to much but it'll never solve anything." I nod, understanding what he's saying and I lay my head on his lap.

"Hey so what do we do about Athena?" I ask and he cringes

"Well I mean, your parents already said whenever I go to college they plan on keeping her at your house, but until then I figured she'd stay here, if that's okay with you." I grin up at him and he smiles

"Obviously. I love that child." I say and he laugh.

"Me too."

I start unpacking a while later and Ev goes to get Athena.

While unpacking I notice some things, just little markings on the wall from when Everette was little, Knicks in the paint where furniture has been moved, it all feels very sentimental.

When Everette gets back he rushes inside, sitting Athena on the floor and coming up to me

"Atlas. Our acceptance letters. Or declination letters. Wherever you call them. They're here." He holds up multiple envelopes and I internally freak

"Oh my god. Oh my god!" I grab the ones addressed to me and start tearing them open, as does he. We applied to most of the same colleges, knowing by now there is no way I'm going to a different college than him.

"I got into Yale." He exclaims and I hug him

"Me too!" I say and he smiles,

"What about colombia?" He asks and I nod

"Brown?" I frown, shaking my head.

"Damn." He says and I nod

"Well it's fine. Did you get into Portland?" He also asks and I nod

"You?" He nods to and I hug him, him lifting my feet off the ground and spinning me around.

"Could this day get any better?" I say out loud and he laughs

"Well I plan on cooking dinner, so yes."

"Yay!" I say and pick Athena up off the ground. 

"Bubbas cooking us food baby!" I say and she giggles.

I take her downstairs while Everette cooks and Everything feels alright.

Maybe everything could be alright.

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A/n; I don't have much to say.

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