The Way That Gravity Pulls (Creek FanFic)

Chapter 28: Make The Yule Tide Gay

When I had gotten home from the cemetery, all I could do was go upstairs to my room and cry until I physically couldn't anymore. I wasn't able to sleep, so I stayed up listening to my playlist of two songs on repeat until the morning birds had drowned it out with their annoying chirping. It wasn't until almost 6 in the morning when I had finally clunked out, and it wasn't until 6 in the afternoon when I had woken back up, meaning that I had wasted away the majority of Christmas Eve.

The blinding crimson sunset was what had awoken me that afternoon, shining awkwardly into my room through the half duct taped window beside my bed. I grumbled and groaned face down into my pillow over the fact that I had felt like total shit, still wearing the previous day's outfit and suffering a pounding headache. After a couple of minutes of wishing I hadn't of woken up, I decided that it would be best to get a shower. (You have no idea just how bad I smelt.)

As if I were some sort of zombie, I sluggishly made my way into the bathroom, rubbing the crust from the dried tears out of my eyes. Once inside, I turned on the shower and stripped out of the clothes that had reeked of sweat and sadness. I then went on to take the longest and hottest shower I had ever taken, scrubbing my skin almost raw as I attempted to wash away everything that had happened to me within the last month. When I got out of the tub, I dried myself off and wrapped a towel around my waist. I brushed out my knotted locks, tugging and pulling on the brush as I combed through my wild hair. I then brushed my teeth, something that I hate to admit that I hadn't done in days. I brushed them until they bled and swished at least half a bottle of mouth wash around in my mouth. When I was done, I wiped off the foggy mirror in front of me and frowned woefully at the sight of my reflection.

The boy I saw staring back at me broke my heart.

When is this gonna end?

When I went back into my room, I threw on some comfy, clean Christmas pj's that my mom had bought for me a few weeks prior. They were my favorite color, sage green, and the pants had tiny reindeer on them. I smiled a bit as I looked down at my legs, trying to find the one with the red nose. (Rudolph ended up being right on the middle of my ass.)

Planning to lay in bed a little while longer, I turned on my T.V., only to instantly shut it back off once the main menu of Twilight had popped up. I twitched and sighed to myself before walking across the room, only then to step on a broken action figure that had been lying on my floor. I yelped and hopped around in pain as I held my foot and cussed through gritted teeth. As I flopped down on the edge of my bed to rub the bottom of my foot, it had hit me that I really needed to clean my room. Dreading the thought of it, I looked around desperately for anything else to do, and that's when I had spotted my backpack. I picked it up off of the floor and searched around it in, trying to find my list of steps. It ended up being tucked away in my copy of Red at the Bone. I took it out along with a pen and sat down at my desk. I read over the steps and put a check mark next to the ones I had completed.

Step 1: Set things right with Cartman.

Check.

Step 2: Befriend Kenny and Butters.

Now that things are better with Cartman, maybe they'll talk to me again.

Step 3: Get Stan and Kyle together/to be friends again. (which ever comes first.)

Haha, Check.

Step 4: Apologize to Jimmy and Clyde.

I hope that they'll hear me out.

Step 5: Apologize to Tolkien.

I really hope that he'll hear me out.

Step 6: Finally read dad's letter.