I Hate That I Love You

Blake?!

I sat up in silence, my bed swallowed and by my bedroom walls. Echoes of my breathing became my only companion as loneliness shared the other half of my heart. The thing that bugged me was how bothering it seemed. Maybe it was the part of me who had missed Jonah, my half-brother. Since he was going to be away for the remaining of my high-school trimester, i had to share the half eaten twix with mom, which i hated... My brodther and i had an unspoken bond, which made us inseparable. With him being two years older her treated me like i was going to blow away in the wind if he wasn't there. Still, he was an important part of my life."What was the overwhelming pressure I was feeling?"

I sighed, "Maybe I'm just thinking to much." Or rather too little.

"Knock knock!" My mom announces as she stands by my bedroom door. "Sweet pea, are you okay?" Mom asked. Mom was sweet and occasionally allowed jonah and i to do whatever we wanted. She was just as lonely as i was, and just as heartbroken as i was , when she heart my brother had been accepted by his dream college.still she was still happy none the less.

"Yes, mom, I'm okay" I rolled my eyes.. "what is it?"

"You remember Blake right?. . . ." Mom pauses, "the neighbors kid. He came back for the summer and his mom sorta out of town a-" I cut her short.

"I don't care mom.. you know how much I hate him. "I informed her.. "besides why are you telling me this?? It's not like he's staying with us.."

". . . ." She waited, "are you done so I can get back to what I was saying Alyssa?" My moms says folding her arms.

She glares at me with daggers and I could feel my body visibly tear away each second...

"As I was saying. . . . " Mom pauses again, "He'll be staying with us for the time period."

I felt my heart crack into pieces.. "What the f . . ." I yelled. Uncontrollably, "Alyssa! Any more disrespect and you two will be sharing rooms!" Mom yelled At me with a vicious tone..

"Mom it's so unfair!" I justified her response was that of a cold gaze" . . ."she turned away heading to the door, "you two better get along or else . ." I paused, "And clean your damn room!" Mom kicked my favorite sweater to the laundry pile as she walked out, slamming the door behind her shut.

". . . ." I sat there shaken.. was mom always this scary? No way.. did she make a deal with the neighbors.. something wasn't right... " Besides no one else is going to be in my room but me, so why should I?" I said aloud..
"Maybe I should have asked when he was arriving"

"Besides Jonah wouldn't want him in his room." I reassured myself. " Hell why would Jonah agree to that? Not because he's at college means it's acceptable." I said practically trying to believe my own lies..

In truth I loathed the idea of having Blake over. I didn't exactly hate him but we weren't friends.

Blake, the neighbors son, would occasionally come over when his mom wanted a drink and some gossip about the neighbors. When he did, he would sneak his pet snake Lysa into my room to scare me. It turned into a constant prank war with each prank becoming worse than the last. Since then, Blake and I had reached a standoff

Suddenly, he just stopped.. I didn't know why but he had cooked up an unimaginable plan and I fell for it, hook, line and sinker.

After gym practice one afternoon, I decided to take a shower before heading home, only to find my clothing in the trash bin outside. This was made worse by the forced need to walk down the school halls naked in order to retrieve my things. The humiliation was indescribable.

As I looked at my clothes resting in the trash can, my heart sank. After taking a shower, I knew that I was in for it as soon as I walked through the door.