"𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞"
"𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞"
─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───
Things weren't supposed to be hard, Heather and Edward knew where their future lay. But a shadow from the past begins t...
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From my place in bed, all I can focus on is the gaudy yellow cap and gown hanging off my closet door. The end of my mortal high school existence, the beginning of a long and tumultuous cycle of attending and graduating over and over again to maintain a facade for the Cullens and their play-pretend human life. My eyes blur, still heavy from sleep and red from another night of crying. The pages on my calendar seem to be flipping too quickly, spring dying into summer and soon summer will be replaced by autumn, the season where I die and am reborn.
Feeling around on my bedside table, my hand clasps onto my Razor flip phone, texts are beginning to come in from Teresa and Bella who I'll be graduating with. Teresa is fretting about her speech and whether her graduation makeup will be perfect, and Bella is worrying about her mother's arrival and that Renee missed her flight to Seattle and was still stuck in Denver. A few stray texts from Jay from the night before, although she is snoring beside me in the bed, and one, unsurprisingly, from Edward.
Ed <3:Should Alice and I sit beside your family and Jay?
I put the phone back down on the side table, not bothering to give him a response. He was currently the least of my worries, for once. Today I'd indulge in myself, and focus on myself, my achievements, and my friends. I wouldn't think about my doomed future, vampires, and all that. I'd graduate, I'd have dinner with my family, and then drag Bella to the graduation party Teresa is throwing.
"You're hogging the blanket!" Jay complains from her side of the bed, struggling against the fabric still half-asleep. "Stop!"
"Oh my god, Jay. Take it all." I roll off the bed, my feet falling and planting onto the cool wooden floor below me. "I'm going to make coffee."
"Coffee?" She springs up, her face a puffy mess with residue of makeup from the night before. She and I had very different nights, she'd been out late reuniting with other friends of hers at some basement rock concert. I'd been in my bed crying over something I couldn't even remember now, I was checking off all the boxes of being a major wreck. "Oh, I never asked, what did you do last night? Did your mom cry over you graduating again?"
"No," I respond as she follows me down the stairs, Mina running ahead of us. Though that had grown part of the routine, there were a lot of mixed emotions running through the house. Muffled screams, sobbing over breakfast, and tension running high. It was nauseating and mostly my fault, no, completely my fault.
─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───
The sun is hidden behind clouds, setting in the evening haze as people begin to pour out of the auditorium, families crowding around their graduates with pride. My feet are hurting, the heels I wore rubbing the back of my ankles raw as my mother insists Alice takes more photos and I'm also starving. But I'm required to smile for more pictures and not slap Jay who is laughing at me from behind Edward's shoulder.
