Chapter 3

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The car ride was hectic. Though it was only Faith and I in the back seat of the car, it felt as if we were each multiplied. Faith doesn't talk much, she's shy. She is basically my opposite, when her and I are together, she's bold and open. This was different, Faith seems to feel like she doesn't belong. She does though. I know that feeling, the feeling of never knowing where you belong because it seems that everyone just throws you out. Feeling like you have no one to talk to. No connection with any other humans.

Ding. It's Faith. I know for a fact now that she is uncomfortable.

'Wyd', the text message said.

I feel so terrible now, if I knew she was gonna be this uncomfortable, I wouldn't have let her come. I gave her a look that said, "come on". The car ride lasted about 45 minutes. We were at the Florida Aquarium, home of Winter and Hope.

We took a tour throughout the aquarium. This was probably my least favorite part, not because it was bad or uninteresting, the tour itself was great. It was because after the series of unfortunate events that have become my life, I really just wanted to be alone. I honestly just wanted to stay in bed, I only went because my dad wanted me to. However, I also didn't want to be alone. Being alone makes everything worse. Always. No matter what. After the tour my father and Kat decide to go to the dolphin show. Faith follows them. I wonder off to a dark room that I passed during the tour, but we only spent about 5 minutes in there. I needed to be alone.

I entered the dark room, the only source of light is the reflected light from the sun hitting the water outside the windows. This room was basically underground. I liked it. I was peaceful and I could actually think and be alone. I wasn't technically alone however. I was accompanied by Hope. Hope is the newest addition to the aquarium. I sit on the wooden plank next to the window.

I was a bit distracted by Hope passing by the window every few seconds, swimming in circles around her crystal clear habitat. I began to talk to her. She swam to the window and stayed in one spot. she was looking at me.I finally felt connected to someone other than..other than Bryce. I began to cry. The feeling of missing Bryce was the worst. I only had a few days until he went back to California to live with his dad. I knew he wouldn't take me back though. Not now at least...

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