Life Is Not A Fairytale (ON HOLD)

Chapter Nine

A.N I just wanted to say that on the 14th of July I will leave to Morocco where I won't be having wifi. So no updates or new chapters for 4 weeks. But when i'm there I will be having lots of free time so I can work on a lot of idea's and chapters. I will update a chapter everyday when i'm back; which is on the 11th of August. Not permanent but those will be the chapters that I had written there! ;)

Also! I had a dream about releasing chapter 10 ((so this one)) and it got like 1K! I freaked out! When I woke up I was kinda disappointed hehe..

((The quote used at the very beginning of this chapter is from a Tumblr blog called: reallyuncomfortable. All credits to them!))

Chapter Nine

Depression isn't drinking coffee and shaky hands holding a cigarette or writing poetry late at night.
It's not sleeping in cold winter mornings or a book store visit where you meet the love of your life and they somehow put the broken pieces back together with a smile. Depression is staying home all the time and sleeping for 4 days in a row. It's greasy hair because you haven't showered in a week.
It's not eating. It's tear stained pillows and trash covering every inch of your room because the thought of cleaning it makes you feel sick. It's a pill when you wake up. It's like slow moving traffic in your brain you want so desperately to get out off it you wanna find the nearest exit but you're stuck.
It's therapy every Wednesday. It's telling your friends your busy when in reality you can't handle the thought of leaving your bed. It's a report card with all failing grades and trying to explain to your mom that you'll do better next time when you both know that's a lie
It's all that and more, things you can't explain, thoughts you can't think through, situations where the air left your lungs and the only thing you feel is your heart throbbing in your chest.

When I entered the class room with everything going though my mind but still nothing useful to use in a situation like this. As my professor quiet down her speaking and turned to me, everyone else did just a well. There were chuckles heard in the back and grins across a few faces. I could feel my face was the darkest shade of red.

"And you are late because?" The professor asked, I gulped in fear.

"I, I over s-slept.." I told her and some started laughing just at my answer and most at my fear.

"Two classes long?" George laughed making a few giggle and me heat up even more.

"Well.. For now just take a seat and i'll speak to you after class." She command me as I nodded quickly and took a seat next to Bailey.

The class continued but I still could feel all the nerve in my body and the blood running through my veins with me heart almost bursting out of my chest.
My palms were sweaty as I grabbed my books and a pencil.

"Where were you really?" Bailey asked me in a whisper.

I didn't face her and just stared at the teacher as I answered, "I really overslept.." I whispered not looking off the board for a second.

"Sure.." She said and I could tell she wasn't believing me. It kind of annoyed me, but I brushed it off.

After class I walked to the desk of the professor since she wanted to talk to me.

"Yes, Derrice. Sit down." She told me as she pointed to the chair.

I just sat down and didn't say anything to her. She pilled some papers to put at the side.
She intertwined her fingers as she looked at me. It was quiet as she was just staring at me and i looked at her with a questioning look.

"I wanted to talk to you about someone.." She broke the silence.

Someone? Doesn't she mean something? Wasn't this about me?