At 17 years old Sage Aurora never thought she would be stuck trying to rebuild her life and mending her heart.
Throughout her younger years she thought nothing could stop her. She was popular, free-spirited, and felt on top of the world. At least t...
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It was about 9:17 AM once you awoke in your bed half in a daze with no recollection of why your head was throbbing. You felt like your brain was pushed up against your eyeballs and on the verge of exploding out of your skull. Each pulse of your veins caused you to wince and nausea set in as you sat up trying to put the pieces back together slowly. You couldn't remember much but knowing this feeling all too well allowed fragments of memory to come slowly crawling back, and you knew you were hung over as hell.
You squinted looking at the alarm already knowing you were late to school. After seeing it was 9:32 AM you decided to try and get ready as you figured anytime was better than nothing. After shuffling to the bathroom you brushed your teeth slowly, trying to not gag as the taste of mint danced with your tonsils. Once you put on jeans and a t-shirt you carefully walked down the stairs trying to not move your head as much as possible. Your headache was excruciating to the point where you could not open your eyes fully and you groaned with each step. As you made your way into the kitchen you stopped walking as soon as you saw your mom was sitting by the counter. Next to her cup of coffee was your empty vodka bottle.
She didn't say a word as you trudged to the cabinet and filled a glass of water refusing to acknowledge her. You chugged the cup and gave yourself about 5 extra seconds before turning to meet her glaring eyes.
You clicked your teeth as you stood there irritated by her stare. Your walls were immediately drawn as you have been through this before. The idea of having this conversation provoked you and irritated you causing you to be defensive. You'd already know what she was going to say, so why even bother saying it?
"You know what I think is really upsetting?" She said as she picked up the bottle and then fixated her eyes back on you. You didn't respond but instead leaned onto the fridge with your arms crossed waiting for her to get on with it. "You think I won't notice", she angrily set the bottle down on the counter. "You have all these resources and opportunities and you just choose to keep making the same choices''. She raised her arms in defeat, staring at you as if you were an anomaly. "Why do you do this to yourself?" Her expression was obviously angry, but there was a part of her that truly had no idea why you did do this to yourself. "You know you can talk to me. Or talk to your counselor", she said as you rolled your eyes and straightened up walking out of the kitchen. She knew you were two seconds from going-off and she only had a short time frame until you completely shut her out.
"You need to get help, Sage. And you are absolutely grounded", she scolded as you headed for the front door, still ignoring her. You grabbed your shoes and car keys before opening the door without your backpack.
"Where are you going?" She pleaded as you were now half out the door and she realized maybe the tone she used with you was not the right choice. But by the time she stood up you were already down the driveway before she could stop you. "Sage!" She called out after you but stopped on the front step as she was barefoot.
