𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐈𝐜𝐞

𝟎.𝟏 - 𝐄𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐞.

4 YEARS AGO

Pain.

My fingers were numb, my wrists were aching, eyes stinging and my back also aching. The consequences of wanting a future. Staying up during mornings to the next mornings, risking your own body for a place in life. Sometimes I remember the days I was kid, being absolutely care free and having no care in the world, running around the house for no reason or chasing butterflies in the backyard to keep as a 'pet'.

After what seems like maybe half a day gone by in a flash, the relief my poor fingers feel when I finally drop the pencil in my palm onto the paper I've written on for hours. I let out a deep yawn and rub my eyes despite my fingers being seconds away from giving out. I slowly lift my self up from the chair I sat in, using the desk as support, I slowly walk out my room, down the long hallway, toward the kitchen and grab myself a glass cup, also grabbing the water jug. I take a swig of the water and clear my throat.

"Fuck, I'm so sore." I muttered, with a rasped voice, rubbing the back of my neck and taking another swig. I glanced at the clock on the wall to my left, 4:47 am. Last time I checked the time was about around 5 hours ago maybe. Refilling the glass cup and walking back towards my room, shutting the door behind me, I placed the cup down on my nightstand.

I took off my clothes and slipped into my night wear. Fucking hell I was ready to go lights out, I clicked the turn on button on my phone and saw a few messages left for me but decided to reply in the morning. I slid into bed and got myself comfortable.

After staring out the window for maybe 45 minutes I finally fell asleep.

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I groaned as I slowly began to wake up, a horrible and annoying sound continued to blast through my ear drums, I swear they might've been bleeding. I get up and rub my eyes, yawning as I got off my bed and opened my door. Arriving at the kitchen seeing my mother, father and little brother at the island I stroll over,

"Good Morning, Emerald!" My mother sings, revealing a gummy smile as she went back to flipping the pancakes, I cringed when she said Emerald, ever since I was little I never really liked my name, if you're curious, my mother named me after her birthstone,

"Have a good sleep, Darl?" My dad asks, taking a sip of his coffee, giving me a glance. I nod, taking a seat next to my little brother, he glances at me before going back to taking a sip of his orange juice,

"Morning." He utters, he had a blank face. Very odd, usually he's pointing out how I look identical to a sewer rat. Raising a brow, I tie my hair back with a hair tie and wait for breakfast to be served.

Food was served and I was half way finished, my father finished fast, gave my mother a kiss on the cheek, me and my brother cringed as usual, said bye to me and my brother and he was off to work.

"So, Em. You ready for the exam today? I noticed you didn't leave your room for a while?" My mother exclaimed, taking a bite out of her pancakes, I glance up at her,

"Yeah, I studied until 4 last night, I think I'll ace it." I responded casually, having a sip of my orange juice. My mother hummed,

"That's great, it's your last year of high school then you're off to College. I'm so proud of you, Em." She sung, smiling at me, taking her final bite of her pancake. I smiled also, my mother has always had a sunny effect to her.

I finished my breakfast and was now showering, embracing the hot water on my body, I scrubbed my body down in my favourite rosey-peach scented body wash, I shaved then scrubbed my shampoo into my hair, washing out the shampoo I moved onto my conditioner and lastly washing that out.