Life, Death, Together

Chapter 10

"Thorn!"

What a gorgeous name!

I almost spoke my thoughts out loud. I couldn't be in a relationship anyways, my parents accepted Peter, but now, it's out of control. I can't date another boy for the life of me. But Thorn seems so cute and loving, he seems almost perfect. I waved to him and went to my house and he went to his. The door to the house was unlocked. I swore to myself for a moment before opening the door to find my mom sitting on the couch.

"Where have you been? We have been worried sick! I tried calling you and you didn't answer and your location was off-" I looked at her. "Mom." The silence of the quick moment felt like minutes. "Peter..... Me and him broke up." She looked up in an understanding way. "I'm sorry, take all the time you need." I nodded and ran off to my room, about to start bawling my eyes out again.

I knew I sounded fine but the second I closed my door I was crying a river all over again. I was leaning against the door, the old wood used to create the door was pierced with the holes of my anger issues. I used to find it entertaining to punch holes in my door with a pencil.

I realized for a moment I was still crying, the tears flowed like a creek, obstacles stopping it, but it still goes. I felt paranoid and unaccepted. I was mad and sad like being hangry but depressed. I felt like I could die, sitting here, on this broken floor with tiny holes in my door with overprotective parents and....

Thorn.

He was there, he cared. No. I can't fall in love with a guy I just met, especially after a breakup. "Why does it always have to be me?" I whispered words to myself that I could never say in front of others.

And I realized something in all that crying and whispers.

I can grow up single. I don't have to date anybody and I can die alone. Yet my soulmate has it worse than me. Me and him, are opposites. I can't grow up with him and endure the constant fights and girls surrounding us.

My thoughts are my only worries right now.

I have to be single when i'm older and there is no changing that, I can't argue with myself all the time thinking that life will be better when it's not.

A knock on the door made me instantly wipe off the tears and sit in my bed.

"Come in." My dad opened the door with a plate of food.

"I brought you grilled cheese and tomato soup, I even brought you crackers." He gave me a warm smile and set them down next to me. My dad was always more calm than my mom, he just agreed with her. I gave him a smile and I hugged him. "I love you dad." He smiled even more before replying. "I love you too." We let go and he walked out, he gently closed the door and I was alone again.

Alone with my thoughts.

.........

*BEEP* *BEEP* *BE-* *CRASH*

The alarm clock I had was officially broken. News reporters saying it will be a great day with some small clouds and a sun that will actually show, I think it will be a terrible day. Let's get into today's schedule, shall we?

I was tired of pretending to be a news reporter. I was wasting the little energy I had. I got up and stretched, I could smell eggs in the kitchen. I lifted up the smashed alarm clock and placed it on my desk beside me. I quickly changed into some appealing clothes and walked out of my room.

"Are you.... Doing okay?" I looked at my mom who was concerned. "I'm fine, don't worry." She nodded and looked back at the eggs and put three on a plate for me. "Thank you mom." I was drained from my energy and would have looked more excited. I ate the eggs fast and went to my room to brush my hair since I forgot too.

I rushed to the bathroom and did my business and brushed my teeth. I'm gonna be late! I grabbed my computer bag and realized the bus wouldn't be there so I grabbed my bike and rode it to school.

The bumpy concrete almost made me fall a few times. "Crap!" I was almost to the school and the bell already rang. I sighed for a moment as I dropped my bike off at the bike station. I started walking slowly toward the doors. I really didn't want to go to this school. As I went around the corner I spotted a guy, I couldn't tell who but he looked mad. He glanced at me and I saw his face.

He was about to speak but I beat him to it.

"Thorn?"

The smirk on his face and his response made me know it was him.