Chloe Thompson
One week later
This was the worst week of my life. Yesterday was Kiara's funeral, her mom was crying, her step-dad got arrested for rape, sexual assault and so on. Literally the only thing that made me just a little less sad was when I heard about Kiara's step-dad being arrested, that son of a bitch deserves to rot in hell for doing that to Kiara.
I haven't been seeing Luke much, I think we both needed some space, I know we were promising each other to be there for each other but we need to be alone for now. Try to cope with it on our own.
I also haven't talked to Austin since what happened, I've seen him at the funeral and he tried to talk to me but I literally ran off.
My mom has been trying everyday to make me feel better, I mean it's sweat of her but I really don't want her to, Brandon also tried to talk to me but of course I told him to not to talk to me. The only one that I had a proper conversation with (if I don't count Luke) is Lucas. He's really good listener and it's just different.
I haven't been at school whole week, but tomorrow is the day when I go to school for the first time after that happened. And I don't want to. I don't want to face all those people. I just can't.
"Sweetie, can I get you something to eat?" My mom opens the door, the sad smile is on her face again and I'm sick of it already.
"No, I'm not hungry" I haven't eaten for three days and I don't plan on eating anytime soon, I'm just not hungry.
"Have you eaten today?" She asks sweetly.
"I have," I lie.
"What did you eat?" She asks showing me that she doesn't believe me.
"I ate when you were at work, mom. I ate toasts" I lie, hoping that she'll believe me. She raises one eyebrow and then nods with a smile.
"Okay, but if you're hungry just call me and I'll make you anything you want" and then she closes the door.
****
When it's already 8 pm I go to shower, one long hot shower. I wash my hair, my body and then I realise I'm crying.
This happens every fucking night. I don't eat for the whole day and then cry myself to sleep. I couldn't hold a sob and then came another one and another one.
Why? Why her? She was so young. I miss her so fucking much it hurts so much, so much. She was hurting and we didn't even notice, we could have known, we could have helped her. But we didn't. We didn't.
I don't deserve to be happy anymore I just can't let myself be happy. I'm also so scared that I'll forget about her, I just want her to live.
I slowly got out of the shower still crying, I got in my pyjamas and lie to my bed.
And like every night, I cry until I fall asleep.
***
I woke up with a headache. Great. I got myself some pills and try to look like a decent human. I put on my jeans and a big hoodie, I brushed my hair and put on some mascara and concealer to cover my big eye bags.
I went downstairs to see everyone eating in the kitchen.
"Chloe, hey, come have breakfast with us" my mom greets me with a smile on her face.
"No, thanks. I'll buy something on my way to school" I say and she nods disappointed.
When I got to school I immediately spotted Luke, I reached him and hugged him. He only responds with hugging me back.
"I missed you" I whisper feeling guilty now for not calling him for four or three days.
"I missed you, too" I feel him press a kiss on my forehead as I pull back.
"Let's get through this together" he holds my hand in his as we go together into school.
When I see all the faces everyone is giving us I want to go home, everybody's face is saying 'I'm sorry'. Everybody knows us like 'friends of that girl that died'.
I notice that our chemistry teacher is walking towards us, I sigh.
"Hey, Chloe, Luke, I'm so sorry for your loss, Kiara was such a great girl and student" why do they need to tell me this? I don't want to fucking hear it. Yes she was the best friend that we could ever had, she was. But those people didn't even know her.
"Yeah, she really was" Luke says noticing my discomfort but I know he feels just like me.
***
"Chloe" I heard that voice behind me. I suck in a deep breath as I turn around to face him.
He doesn't say anything else but just pulls me into a hug.
"I know how are you feeling, but please don't push me away again, baby"
