Beyond the Constellation

The Truth

★☆Elijah ☆★

October 1st

Things have been going completely wrong this past week. She just keeps popping up

I have avoided her the best I could this week. It's now Friday. I made it through. I couldn't exactly avoid her in my Forensic class since she's my partner, but I'm still holding on too strong. I can do it.

But it's hard to stay away from her. she somehow is everywhere I am. I think Sébastien knows something is going on with me. He keeps giving me worried glances. I try to ignore them, but it's hard.

"What's wrong?" I say in a stern voice.

He just shrugged his shoulder. I'm driving my car to my house. Sébastien likes to hang out at my house. Now that I'm thinking about it. I don't think I've ever been to his house. Every time I bring it up, he just shoots me down.

I don't push it. If he doesn't want me there. I won't be there. Sébastien is the only person I can actually talk to without getting annoyed or agitated. I pull in my driveway. Sébastien gets out immediately. As soon as I get out, I see my mom already at the door.

Oh boy

Sébastien and I walk up to her in unison.

"Celeste," is all she says.

Fuck I mumble under my breath. "Who?" I say, acting confused like I don't know who she's referring to. Sébastien looks at me, confused. Slowly turning his head back to my mom.

"You know who I am talking about, Eli?" she looks at me, obviously not falling for my act. She looks kinda upset. Sébastien looks at my mom, shocked. I don't think he's ever seen my mom upset. I grow irritated talking about her

Celeste fucking Carter

The girl that made me feel pathetic. Thinking, that I could ever form even one friend. In the quiet echoes of her absence, I grappled with a profound sense of abandonment. The once vibrant connection, now reduced to an echoing void, left me feeling adrift in a sea of unanswered questions.

Each unanswered message became a silent testament to the widening gap, and the ache of unspoken words echoed louder than any farewell. It was as if the anchor that tethered us had been inexplicably severed, leaving me to navigate the emotional turbulence alone.

The sense of abandonment cast a shadow over shared memories, leaving me to reconcile the absence with the ghost of what once felt like an unbreakable bond. She makes me feel worthless. I won't EVER feel that way again. I refuse to.

"I don't feel like doing this right now." I walk straight past her. Sébastien saying "Hi' to her, before following me straight upstairs to my bedroom. I throw my bag on my bed.

"I'm going to the bathroom." As I enter the bathroom, I slowly close the door.

I see how she affects me. My mom sees it too. And I hate how she can affect me. I throw some water on my face, hoping the emotion on my face will just disappear. I open the door and walk back to my room. Sébastien was in a chair in my room on his phone.

"What are you doing?" I ask

"Scrolling." I take a look. He's not just scrolling. Bro is fully stalking some preppy girls page.