When The Sky Falls

3. Ashlynn

I woke up on the floor this morning. I must have fallen asleep. Quinn's not in here knowing her, she's probably downstairs making breakfast being her horribly annoying morning person self

Getting up, I realized it's freezing in here and move to close the window, we must have forgotten open last night. Shutting it, I make my way back to my room to get dressed for school

Walking down to the kitchen, Quinn Calls out

"Good morning sleepy head, fresh coffee is brewed and ready, so you can get out of that sour mood." Like I said, annoyingly cheerful in the morning

Looking at me and Quinn, it's easy to tell us apart for identical twins by style alone. Quinn looks awesome a look she can easily pull off without trying. She's dressed in the cute yellow romper she got at the mall last weekend that matches perfectly with her beige flats. The brown hair that's hanging down around the shape of her face was recently curled. Whereas I'm in some black tights a cropped sweater and dark makeup with my black hair thrown up in a messy bun, I look like I threw this on last minute, although I did add some heels to look a little more visually appealing. Our faces are almost identical, the only difference being our hair colors and, the scar on my right side just above the eyebrow I got when Quinn made me go in a thorn bush to see if that's where the "portal" was located. It was not, but that's okay, my scar adds character.

Dad comes running down the stairs late for work as usual

"Dad, I didn't here you come in last night, did you work late again?" Quinn asks

Ugh yea ... tonight's gonna be another long one got a deadline coming up. Here's a 20 for each of you, get your selves some dinner, okay?"

And with that he's out the door

Sometimes Quinn makes me so angry, I don't understand why she still tries with him. He wasn't working late, he was at a fricking bar like usual getting drunk outta his mind trying to erase the fact that mom's actually dead,

"You should try and talk to him."

"What" I ask

You can't keep pretending he doesn't exist you know" she continues

"I sure as hell can, you should stop trying, you know damn well he doesn't have a deadline coming up.

"Hurry up we have to get to school" I add ending the conversation 

Quinlynn and I drive to school in silence. She drives because she can probably sense my frustration and thinks  I'll crash the car. Which I would, but not because of the petty argument, it would be because school is fucking torture, and I don't feel like sitting through Ms. Renown horribly long lectures about the different elements of design first thing in the morning. 

It's only when we get to school that Quinn breaks the silence, making me close my half opened door to listen to what she has to say. 

"I know it's been hard on him since she died" she starts "but we can't just desert him we have to let him know were here for him" 

"OMG, you're so delusional. How the fuck do you still think that! Hope is not gonna suddenly cure him of his depression and realize we actually exist. 

"He knows we exist!" she says, throwing her hands up in the air, clearly getting frustrated. "Maybe just maybe if you stopped being so  god-damned judgmental and had some sort of hope we could work together to try and help him, but no all you ever do is judge everyone around you" 

"1. It's not my job to make sure he's alright, did he ever make sure we were fine"

"N-"

"Don't answer it was rhetorical, god. The point is he never tried with us so why should I try with him, and 2." I'm yelling now. "Maybe I'm so god-damned judgmental because I'm observant and can see all the shit you can't, like the fact  that he doesn't even look at you EVER!, No matter how many fucking conversations you try to start with him." I get out the car slamming the door, not looking back because she's probably crying and, I don't want to feel guilty for telling her the truth. It was never my fault she didn't like to believe the world wasn't all sunshine and rainbows like she wants it to be. I march over to our friend group, grabbing my two friends and pulling them into the school, ignoring everyone else.

"Whoaaaa dude... that was a pretty gnarly fight going on in there" 

"Whoaaa dude what the fuck is wrong with your voice" I fire back 

"He has to play  surfer dude in acting class today, so he's getting into character" Grace answers even though it didn't even have to be answered I knew that Ryder played different characters and like  to get into character before class. That doesn't stop me from saying

"Well, it's annoying as fuck"

"Damn what crawled up your ass and died" Ryder says using his regular voice, "it has something to do with that juicy fight I just witnessed doesn't it. What were you guys saying I couldn't hear anything just saw flailing arms going all over the place." 

"Will you shut up already, it doesn't matter!" turning away from him, I take out a $50 and walk up to Jason

"I'm going to class" Ryder announces leaving 

"You got anything good" I whisper "Today's been shit, and it's only just started, don't think I can make it through sober"

"Yea I've got stuff duh, just not your usual stuff if you can wait I'll come by your house later and drop it off" he replies continuing to look through his locker 

No I can't wait just give me whatever you'll think I'll like, but something that won't make it obvious that I'm high, I can't get suspended". 

"Yea okay. Mmm, here, it's strong and addicting take at your own risk" is all he says as he walks away. The pills are tiny green circles, with a line going straight through, I don't know what they are and frankly at the moment I don't care, so I pop two and turn to head class 

"you know I'm here for you if you ever wanna talk about your mom, or just anything in general"

"Holy Shit Grace you scared the living shit outta me, where bells or something" Grace is nice and quiet, and I'm i sorry I'm not being very pleasant right now, so I say "Thank you for the offer, but I'm fine really I don't need to talk. I turn my head to look at her and give her what I assume is a convincing smile and walk into class. 

Am I really okay, tho? I think, just before whatever drug I took kicks in, knocking all thoughts out of my head.