We arrive back at my house, and i pretty much fall out the truck after a long journey home, it didn't feel that long when we were on our way up there. I kiss him goodbye and sneak in the back door because the time is ridiculous. I glance at my phone and its 2:35, holy crap, I didn't think it was THAT late.
I lay in my bed, stunned, I can't move, I'm both physically and mentally worn out. I haven't actually had time alone since Wednesday, because after that i met Nate then on Thursday spent the day in a cafe, Friday, i saw Dr Chapman, and Saturday, i spent it in hospital, and now its Sunday night and im exhausted. Shit! Homework, i didn't even contemplate all of that. Its actually 2:47 on a Monday morning and I've done no homework.
I scurry around my room for scraps of paper telling me what my homework is, and get right to it tying my hair back in a loose bun.
I stare at the question sheet, numbers and letters jumbled into a so called question.
I stare back at my alarm clock and realise its 4:02. All my homework is done and I flop back onto my bed and drift away.
I wake disturbingly to the horrific sound of my alarm clock. I slam the clock on the floor and it stops immediately, I feel itchy, uncomfortable. I look down to see myself covered in my tight jeans and top, realising i forgot to change into pyjamas last night.
My head kills and my whole body hurts, I don't think it can take a whole day again. But i can't let this get in the way of my life, just for today even i just need to push it to the back of my head, focus on school. I get changed into a loose long sleeved top and ripped blue skinny jeans, putting on my Doc's yet again. I really do need new shoes, maybe ill buy another pair of Doc's, but the boots this time instead of the shoes. My phone silently vibrates on my bed and i flop onto it to see the alert.
Sav, Its Nate, I did it, i finally put my money towards going
To school and today is my first day, wish me luck x
Is it bad i fluttered inside because this is the first time someone has ever sent me a kiss? I'm overreacting, I sling on my black backpack and leave the house taking an apple with me. I walk to school every day, and it's a killer, but it seems stupid to get the bus and spend a fortune on it when i only live a mile away. I forget i never replied to Nate and quickly fumble with my phone.
Why do i not have your number saved? What
School did you get into? Thanks for yesterday x
I don't know Hyde, why
Don't you?? Eastbourne
I think it's called, p.s. don't
Thank me, i loved it x
Ah... Hm, i guess ill see you there x
Oh no, what are the bloody chances. Why did he have to come to Eastbourne, i mean i heard Ridgewell isn't that bad of a school, but really? Mine? I don't know whether this is good or bad. Uh oh. What if he sees someone he likes makes me look like a one-time mistake? I can't deal with this.
Whilst looking down at my phone, i forget the fact I'm walking to school, and my phone crashes to the floor as a car sternly beeps at me for walking in front of his car. Oops.
I put my hands in Nate's warm bomber jacket trying to embrace the left over body warmth, snuggling into the body of the coat, but when i put my right hand in the right pocket, I feel a small cylinder. I pull it out in confusion to find a orange tinted pill bottle, marked with Nathan Richard Walker and Monoamine oxidase inhibitors (MAOI's). What? Why does Nate have pills, i think of the worst, Schizophrenia, Depersonalisation Disorder, Bulimia, the list goes on and on. I stop in my tracks and hurriedly pull out my phone and Google 'MAOI's'.
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The Corruption Of Our Souls
Roman pour AdolescentsFragmented and lost, Savannah Hyde slowly drifts through what is suppose to be 'life'. But what happens when she is faced with her worst fear yet most craved thing. Death. He was both poison and heroin to my blood, addictive and threatening. He was...