Arid Ocean

2

Thea

Classes so far were boring and slow as always, but finally now it's lunch time or whatever.

It's not raining anymore, so me and those two are sitting outside. Zayn and Tory are eating their food as I'm smoking weed. I don't have appetite to eat, because of the drugs and cigarettes in my stomach but also because I just don't. I didn't had appetite the last few days, except drugs, cigarettes and alcohol of course. Fucked up.

"Did you know that my neighbor sold its house? That big ass mansion" I say to them and they look suprised

"How so?" Tory asks

"Probably because they're tired of her and abuse she's doing on you" Zayn says and I glare at him as Tory rolls her eyes

"Didn't I said we shouldn't use that form of word? And she is not abusing me" I glare at Zayn and the regret is washed over him, he apologizes

God, they annoy me sometimes even though I appreciate them. I also know I should not get affected when the past is bringed up to me or something similar but it just triggers me and I just hate it. I can't. Help. It.

"Are we hanging out at yours later, Tory?" I change the subject and she smiles

"Yeah sure, but we have to be at balcony because my room is a mess. Literally, you can't walk around it."

"We can clean it together" Zayn suggests but we burst out laughing as we stand up because the bell rang

"Yeah right" it's obvious that all three of us have messy rooms and none of us will clean it until we're sick of it. Which is definitely not something healthy and good.

"And please Thea, for fuck sake, stop smoking that shit. Not only it stinks but it will literally kill you, I'm grateful it didn't already" Tory says and I shot her sarcastic smile

"See ya" I say and we go to our classes

*

My last class is music, which I actually give something from me to. I don't know what and why but I love music, until it comes to a dead end.

Maybe I love it because the artists sing words and thoughts I can't anyone to know, the words and thoughts I can't say out loud like they do.

But maybe it's something else. The comfort?

I sigh and start to work on the assignment that we got. Trying not to zone or pass out

*

Twenty minutes in class and I'm standing out of my seat beacuse I hear someone playing Hold On. Well...that sounds pathetic. Why did I run out of my class beacuse of that? Well because...no. Fuck I can't say it. Tear drop down my eye beacuse I can't say it. It bring bad memories okay?

I walk out of the school frustrated as fuck and I come to the nearest building and throw a punch. All memories from that night come back to me and I want to kill someone. God, I want to kill them. But they're dead already.

I start hitting and doing shit to someone's car I saw and when it starts beeping I curse and see someone coming. I rush to hide myself and without wasting any second I go home.

Which actually is not good. Beacuse I might even kill her. Although she didn't do anything about..that. Suddenly I hear sounds around me, better said in my head, and I want to go six feet under.

Because I know they won't stop. Fuck fuck fuck, I need distraction. I rush down my street and to my house but I stop in my steps. I turned my head to my right and start walking that way. After I reach one house I'm standing infront of the sold sign.