Chapter 8 | Everything and more

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December was here and with the cold came with it's chilling realities

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December was here and with the cold came with it's chilling realities. This week especially, this day... December 16th would be one I wouldn't forget.

"Sloan, how's everything been going?" I looked to Max as my hands were gripped to the chair, my stomach felt sick and I felt like I could cry.

"I didn't get in" I mumbled.

"What?" Max questions and I stare at the floor.

"Last night, I got rejected from Pepperdine. I worked so hard for it, to finally get that acceptance letter. But I-" I breathe out "I opened my letter and my world shattered" I felt the hot tears fall down my face again and a hand pat my shoulder, it was Avery's.

Her and Alex already knew this news. The news that absolutely shattered me, but the worst part was, she got in. I had to relive that pain all day at school because the dream stealer, got in. She didn't even know about the school until I told her. But Rosie marched through the halls in her sweatshirt today, as I was left devastated.

I couldn't believe I wasn't going to Pepperdine, it was the school I was destined to go to. But now it was a haze, just a dream that would someday be forgotten. I didn't know where the fuck I was going to go, I just got deferred besides that. I wasn't good enough or not enough yet for people. I was a loser, and I hated high school.

"Does that make you want to use again?" Her words linger in my ears and after a few moments I nod "What's stopping you?"

"My friends, my family and my brother" my eyes stayed glued to the floor.

"You have a brother?" After Jack died I never talked about him, Avery and Alex didn't even know.

"Had" I corrected "I had a brother" I lift my head and stare at Max tuning everyone else out "He died, killed by a drunk driver when he was sixteen. It was years ago, but I think about him" She nods.

"How many years ago?" I fiddle with my fingers feeling my heart race "Almost six years ago, I was in sixth grade. Losing him was the worst pain I can ever remember. When you lose a sibling it's different, because they haven't lived their life yet" I swallowed the lump in my throat and looked to Avery, she looked sad for me.

"Most people love their sweet sixteen, it was a reminder that I was the same age as my brother and seventeen, I was older than him. So when I want to turn back, I think about him and how he would feel if he knew his baby sister was using" My sleeves are soaked from the tears I whipped off my face.

"Today, today sucked seeing this girl who just takes everything from me. She got in, she got that acceptances letter and I got nothing!" I laughed painfully kicking the floor like a child.

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