Boys & Blades

2: Foggy days

Today was Monday, which meant I would have to return to school. My sleeves rubbed against my fresh cuts from yesterday as I got ready. They stung so badly but I would just have to push through it. 

"Nami! Let's go!" My mother called out. 

"Coming" I replied, running out the door to get in the car. We drove in silence for most of the way, the car humming helped fill the silence.

"So, Namiko, about last night," My mother began to say, her voice trailing off towards the end.

"It's fine. I've gotten used to it," 

"No, that's not what I'm talking about. You shouldn't have blown up at Jessie like that."

My body froze as my mind processed what she just said. "I'm sorry, what?"

"He has good intentions, he was just trying to help."

"He fucking screamed at me. We could've had a calm and collected conversation, but noOo, he had to make the biggest deal possible out of it. He's a fucking douche, and he doesn't even treat you good."

"Nami do not talk about him like that! He's trying to be better and we both know it. We just have to give it some time." The car approached the front of the school and came to a stop.

"I've been giving it some time for 2 years, maybe tell him to try harder," I said, stepping out of the car and slamming the door, heading inside.

Past

We climbed to the top of the Ferris wheel as our chair moved up slowly, I was sandwiched between my mom and my dad, smiling and taking another lick of my ice cream cone.

"Such a beautiful view, I miss moments like these, don't you, Angie?" My father said, looking over at my mother. 

"Yes, I really do, it makes me feel like a teenager again." My mom replied, smiling and wrapping her arm around me, pulling me closer to her side and gently leaning her head on top of mine. 

We sat in silence for the rest of the ride, letting my parents enjoy the peace.

Present

"Namiko Wells!" Ms. Huffman shouted from the front of the class. I jumped up, rubbing my eyes. I had fallen asleep and now everyone was looking at me, smiling, giggling, and whispering to their friends.

"Sorry," I mumbled, looking down at my feet as I removed my hood. Tears welled in my eyes as I felt my face heat up.

"As I was saying, we have a test tomorrow, so be prepared. This test will have no retakes," She said, staring straight at me. I ended up zoning the rest of the class out, my mind wandering off to yesterday and my relapse.

The bell rang and I hurried to grab my stuff, putting my head down and walking out. I wasn't sure what was for lunch but it didn't-

*THUD*

Me and my backpack fell backwards my stuff spilling out and me landing on my hands. 

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry I wasn't watching where I was going, let me help you up," A muscular voice apologized, reaching out a hand. I looked up immediately realizing who it was.