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"What do you mean we're not having Thanksgiving this year?" I asked in total confusion over the phone.
It was currently Wednesday, and I was supposed to drive to New Jersey for Thanksgiving weekend in like an hour, but my mom called me with a change of plans.
"Well you know, Josh wants to go up to his parent's house in Boston, and I can't tell him no, darling." She told me.
That broke my heart. Not only was that a load of bullshit, but wouldn't my mom want to see me after being away at college for three months?
She's basically choosing Josh's family over me. Her own family. How am I supposed to be thankful for that?
Shit sorry, Josh is my mom's boyfriend. She and my dad divorced when I was 12, and I haven't seen my dad since. Not that I'm complaining, though. He was a total asshole.
"Oh, well I hope you two have a great time." I spat before hanging up. I shoved my earphones into my ears, and played music to try to distract myself from the annoyance and hurt that I felt.
I was alone in my empty dorm room; Olivia had already took off for the weekend with Calum to spend the holiday with her family.
Guess I'm that kid who stays at school during Thanksgiving weekend.
Despite the fact that it was 3 pm, I climbed into bed and just listened to some angry music. I was checking my social media, but it was really hard to because a certain someone kept blowing up my phone:
hey
-lukeim bored
-lukedid u hear me
-lukei said im bored
-lukefine i'll go hangout with somebody else then bye
-lukefuck it's that turkey holiday for americans isn't it
-lukeactually that's tomorrow
-rebeccaoh did u go home for the weekend
-lukenope
-rebeccawanna hangout
-lukeno
-rebeccaok
-lukeI placed my phone on my bed and took out my earphones deciding that I would take a bath.
With bubbles.
At least life doesn't suck when bubbles are involved.
I stepped into the bathroom and shut the door behind me, not bothering to lock it because I'm alone and will be for the next four days.
I started up the water, making sure the temperature was perfect and poured the bubbles in. I stripped my lazy clothes off and tied my hair up lazily into a bun.
I climbed inside the tub and instantly relaxed. I shut the water off when the tub filled, and I leaned my head up against the porcelain, letting my eyelids flutter shut.
x.x.x
I opened my eyes after hearing a loud roar of thunder coming from outside. I jumped from the sudden sound and looked around.
I was still in the bath for only God knows how long.
The pads of my fingers and toes weren't that pruned, so it must not have been that long.
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Colours {punk l.h. au}
FanfictionEverything is grey. His hair, his smoke, his dreams, And now he's so devoid of color He don't know what it means.