My Crazy Life

Chapter 15

(Zoey's POV)

September 2013

School is back in session again. Great. The whole summer I spent in my room either writing, listening to music, on my phone, reading, sleeping, or crying. I'm depressed, I don't like the feeling. I did nothing for my birthday. I'm now 15. My mother has been dead for awhile now. Tori has been gone for 5 years now.

I finish reading this entry and my heart stings.

I'm alone in Tori's room doing nothing. Tori is out with Daniella while Zach and Hunter went out. I'm honestly bored. But I feel so useless at the moment. I feel like I can't do anything. I miss my mother right now.

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I walk down the sidewalk. I walk past the skate park into the regular park. I notice the grass has been freshly cut. I feel bad for the person who has to cut this grass. It's a lot of grass to cut for one person.

I hear giggling and look to my left. I see a teenage girl and boy holding hands while walking. They look happy with each other. I look at the boy and see his eyes sparkle as he looks at the girl. I wish someone would look at me like that. I want to feel loved..but I can't be. I don't trust anyone. My trust is hard to get. I only gave my trust to Tori again because she use to be my best friend.

I never asked Tori why she murdered her Aunt. I want to ask her, but it's to soon to ask. I'm waiting till the right time to ask her. I wonder if she was protecting herself? Nah..

I'm not going to think of that.

My thoughts trail off to Zach and I. Could we be a couple? I don't really know. I wouldn't give him my trust that easily. My heart is fragile. Too fragile. It's like glass, it'll break. It starts with a little crack and then you keep pushing it, and then it breaks.

My pulse did race up when I was next to Zach. Maybe it was because of the body temperature..or the movie. It could've been anything people!

I haven't talked to my dad in awhile. Why not call him? I sit on the bench and pull out my phone. I dial his number and it goes to auto voicemail. Maybe he's busy. I frown and put my phone back in my pocket.

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The next morning I wake up next to Tori. I sit up and grab my phone. I get up and walk downstairs. I make myself a cup of coffee. I start drinking it. I remember to call my dad again.

I pick my phone up and dial his number.

'Hello, this number has been disconnected. Please try again later.' The voicemail said. I frown and hang up again. Something doesn't feel right.

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Tori and I are watching a movie when the doorbell rings.

"I got it." Tori says and gets up. She opens the door and starts talking. I hear muffled voices.

"Oh..uh..Zoey..come here." Tori says, her voice shaky. I furrow my eyebrows and get up. I walk to the door and see two men in military outfits.

"Zoey?" The man asked. I'm getting worried..I nod.

"I'm sorry to tell you this, but your father, he has..uh, been killed in battle." The man said. I don't know what to say. I'm shocked. The first cracked has been damaged.

"Zoey?" Tori asks. I don't do anything. I stand there.

"We're sorry for your lost. We will be holding a funeral on the 7th." The man says and walks away. Tori shuts the door. Tears come to my eyes. I'm parentless.

I run upstairs before Tori can do anything. I shut the door and lock it. I run to the bathroom attached and look in the mirror. I'm nothing. I cry. Tears drop from my eyes, fast. I sob.

"Zoey! Let me in!" Tori pounds on the door. I cry harder.

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Poor Zoey. You don't deserve this. Don't shut everyone out. It'll just make things worst. But the worst is yet to come, Zoey. Stay strong.