I woke up to my alarm blaring in my face. At least I didn't wake up with sweat and tears, that's a plus. What time is it? 6:02. I'll get some dinner. "I could make a simple dish, ooorr order something...fast food doesn't sound good right now. What's my cooking options?" I say to myself. I get up, realizing my clothes don't feel right on my body so I need to change. "Uugg, my back hurts." I walk to my dresser and pull out my red hole-in-the-knee jeans, and a light brown shirt? It's inside out, I don't remember having a shirt like this. I fix it outwards and hold it up. "Oh my God! It's my sanity's fall shirt!! Haven't seen this since I was like 17!! I bet it still fits." I try it on, and sure enough, it does. "Hell yeah!! I frekking love this shirt!!" I ended up stomping my feet, as a stim. I am now in a good mood. I walk out of my room, to the kitchen, and into my customized cupboard. Henry did it for me, back in college. Speaking of Henry, I gotta text him. I go back to my room and grab my phone, and then remember that I should be finding food to cook. I walk back to the kitchen, and as I'm doing so, I find 'Henry<3' in my contacts and call and put it on speaker. I set my phone on the counter and look for food. I found some tomato soup.....I guess that works. "Hello?" I hear Henry's voice. I quickly go to my phone. "Uh- h-hi Henry, it's um me, Alex. It's been a long time since we've talked and I wanted to see how you were." I say, kinda rambling. "Oh! Alex!! Hi! I so missed you, but I never wanted to call because I thought I would annoy you or that you wouldn't wanna talk!" Henry replies, also rambling because that's how he is. "Anyway," he says laughing a bit. "How are you?" I get a pot out and then respond. "I've been....ok? I guess. Cassie keeps trying to text, call and even came over just to tell me that's all that was my fault and their not at fault, and keeps calling me their freind! And then I snapped and yelled at them and they act like we're just having a normal Convo." I dropped to pot on my foot-. "Oooww!!! Holy fffff- hell!!!" I yell. "You ok?! What happened!?" Henry says worried. I laugh sharply. "Yeah I'm fine, I'm making something to eat and dropped the pot on my foot." "Ouch, and Cassie still trying to blame? I wish she would just disappear sometimes." Henry replies, immediately less worried. "Yeah, me too. If she was gone, that would've never happened, and I wouldn't have nightmares every day of the week for years." I say, immediately regretting so. "You what?! Why didn't you call me the first time you had one?! You know I'd be right over!!" Henry answered, annoyed that I didn't say anything and worried about my mental health. I can always just imagine his face when he's talking to me. "I know! I know! I just didn't-" he cut me off. "If you're about to say that you didn't wanna bother me, don't even, because I know you know it wouldn't bother me!" He's frustrated at me now. I would say mad, but that would be wrong. "I'm sorry, I just didn't think to, especially since we haven't talked in so long." I think I said that in a little kid type way. Henry sighed, I don't think at me though. "It's fine, just next time tell me, ok?" I definitely will. "Alright I will, promise." I say, not realizing that I smiled. "Thank you, I'll call you back aaatttt......like 8?" Henry asks me. "Yeah that works, like perfect because I go to bed at 9." That's kinda a lie but I don't want him to tell me off again. "Oh,ok! Talk to you later!" Henry says, not giving me a chance to say goodbye back. That's ok, he's not good with talking on the phone, never really has been. "Alright, I should make that soup now-" I just heated it up and add some spices, I can get better food tomorrow. It took like an hour to cook that tomato soup, geez. I finished eating, just had two pieces of bread with it. "What time is it? So I know when to expect Henry." 7:32. Ok so in like 30 minutes. I'll continue writing until then.
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Yay! Another chapter!! Also I totally didn't put references for stuff in hereeee- not at all. Anyway I'll be making the next chapter right after this, but idk when it'll be posted because my motivation goes: 📉📈📉📉📈📈📈📈📈📈📈📉📉📈📉📈📉📉📈📉 so bye bye till then. (844 words)
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RandomAlex, a young adult, gone through a traumatic accident that might not be what he remember.