My head rests in my hand while my other hand is busy, clicking the mouse. My eyes sting and my head hurts from staring at the computer screen for to long. I stand up and rub my eyes while walking to the kitchen.
I shuffle past a smiling Rosie who is contently staring at her phone. I open the fridge in search for something to fill my grumbling belly. I shut the fridge when Rosie's shrill, unattractive laugh bursts the silence. I walk back over and stand at her side. I glance at her phone screen and see the name Dylan.
"Who's Dylan?" I ask. Rosie looks up at me, her smile completely gone now.
"I dont know, who?" She asks with the tiniest hint of a smile. I look at her with an 'oh really?' look.
"The person you're texting." I say, pointing to her phone.
"Look Man, I don't have any time for your dumb games. I am busy writing a school esay." She says, pointing to her phone. I glance down and see that she has a writing file.
"I'll leave you to it." I say. She nods and returns her attentions to her phone. I sigh and walk back over to the fridge.
"Did you eat?" I ask, moving things aside to see what there's to eat.
"I thought we had finished our conversation. No. I haven't." She says. My chest tightens at her attitude. I pull out the last of the cold slices of pizza. I put a piece in the microwave and wait for the beeps, signaling that it's done. When the microwave goes off Rosie looks up.
"Did you make me some?" She asks. I pull out my pizza and put it on the counter.
"No Rosie. It's not my job to babysit you. You want people to make you dinner, you complain to mom." I say. She looks taken back. I sigh and put my head down. I put a hand to my forehead while the other rests on my hip.
"I didn't know that was what you thought." She says. By now her school work is just a memory.
"I don't. It just came out. I'm really pressured with finding schools and stuff. Plus moms supourt group didn't really appeal to me." I say. Rosie nods. She hops down off the stool and walks over to the fridge. She pulls out the whole pizza box and throws it down next to my small slice. She shoves me to the side and opens the box.
I grab my plate with my food and walk to the kitchen table. I slide into the booth and have my back to the window. It's now dark out. After a few minutes Rosie joins me. We quietly eat, not talking or looking at each other.
This house is empty with nothing left but a broken family.
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HI! Recently I gave some of my work(it isn't on wattpad) to a real author. I was so nervous because no one has really read my work and actually met me. My parents aren't even allowed to read my work.
I'm thinking about switching schools. My current school, Blessed Sacrament, is not very...kind. Im thinking about going to Holy Child. Im so excited.
Anyways this chapter was more of a fill in and I dont want to rush into stuff so my chapters will mostly be short. The next chapter will be more "action packed."
-Cora <3
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The Fight For Life And School
RomanceManon Wilson's mother is battling cancer. Manon is battling colleges. Manon spends most of her days with her mother, working on school applications. Nothing seems to be going right in her point of view. Her dad is never home, her little sister refus...
