𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐲 - 𝘢𝘯 𝘳𝘫 𝘢𝘶

24. i knew you were trouble

There's a one month time skip this chapter.

8:23 AM

"Ricky! Wake up! We're gonna get late." I didn't wanna go to school. I don't wanna go at all.

"Ugh!" I got out of bed and brushed my teeth. I put on a black hoodie. The same one EJ broke up with me with. God damn it, it was supposed to be the other way.

He was supposed to suffer, and I was supposed to be in my pastel pink hoodie and thrive.

I put on some shorts and went to the kitchen and saw Dad, making breakfast.

He knows what happened a month ago.

8:42 PM • Last Month

"Fuck! Fuck! FUCK!" I was banging my head against the wall, and crying my eyes out. I punched the wall, and I screamed. "FUCK! WHY ME! FUCK!" My face muscles hurt from all the crying. I was reaching the climax of my breakdown. "FUCK!" I hit my head again, and then I dropped to the floor and cried.

I hated that night. Because I had to cry.

I'm so fucking vulnerable.

I screamed into pillow, letting out all of my anger—or trying too. I felt someone knock on my door. "Ricky? It's Dad. Can you open?"

"Go away!" I threw the pillow against the door.

I knew it wasn't his fault, but apart of me that day felt broken.

I watched as my dad opened the door. I didn't want him to see me like this. "Ricky? Hey, bud. What happened?"

"He fucking broke up with me." I cried back into the pillow just saying those words. He patted my back, trying to cheer me up. I launched my head back up to look at him.

And I don't need to describe the rest to you because it was a lot.

8:38 PM • Now

"Hey, champ." Dad was cooking for me, which I already knew was gonna be a mess, but maybe today will be different. "I made you waffles."

He placed a plate of waffles, soaked with syrup. I took a bite out of it, and it tasted pretty nice actually. "It's really good," I said.

"Well, you must be really mentally I'll, because you hate my cooking." He said. I finished the waffle and grabbed my bag.

Nothing happened in the way I wanted.

11:34 AM

"Ricky!" Nini smiled and ran up to me. "Ricky! Ricky! Hey! How are you?" Nini asked. She looked at me bluntly.

"Im-I'm fine, what about you?" I asked. I wanted this day to get over with.

"Hey, are you okay?" We sat down at the lunch table. I haven't ate in three hours, but I'm not even starving.

I opened my lunch box and began to eat my ham sandwich. Nini stared at me sadly.

"Ricky, you can't still be sad."

"Yeah...yeah." I replied. "I know I made the right decision, but...but, fuck, Neens, I miss him so much, I don't even wanna be here." I looked ahead and saw EJ, laughing with Thiago. He was smiling so much, and I was just sitting here. Nini also saw this happened, and then she drove the focus back to us.

"You know what we should do right now?" Nini asked.

"Hmm?" I looked at her, trying to pretend everything was alright, like he was.