Should I choose?

Chapter Four

Hellow there guys, what kind of music do you like?

Elly's POV

I wasn't sure if what I did was right. I wanted to make it clear for the both of us and that seemed to be the only option. I laid on my bed staring at the ceiling not sure what to do. Ever since my mom got back to our house, this place looks as scary as hell. I know I had to get some sleep because I have school tomorrow but I can't sleep so I took out my headphones from my drawer and my phone from my pocket for some music. With that, I relaxed waiting for the next day. I walked to my bathroom for a quick shower and changed for school in the morning and I was just about to leave my room when my door flung open.

"Good morning, honey"

"Wish I could say the same" I spat at the sight of my mother "what do you want this early?" this was going to be the worse day ever on earth.

"Breakfast is ready, I prepared your favorite." She said with a sad smile leaning against the door not sure if she could come in.

"What makes you think what you prepared is my favorite?" I asked clearly uninterested with whatever this was.

"Your dad said it is, you like exactly the same dish I like." She voiced hopefully as her smile widened.

"Nothing is going to change through breakfast Mrs Morris, excuse me." I excused myself. It's not like I enjoy ignoring and hurting her of course I don't, but why did she hurt me in the first place? Why did she leave me for seventeen good years, and what makes her think that I will forget everything over some shitty breakfast she keeps offering? Why wasn't she there when I needed a mother and why doesn't she explain herself instead of trying to fix what can't be fixed? I need reasons goddamit. I felt a pair of arms wrapped around me and realized that I was crying.

"It's okay, it's going to be fine I promise" my dad assured wiping away my tears with his thumb. I nodded not sure what to say and he kissed me on the forehead before pulling away.

"I'll drop you at school today before heading to the office if that's okay "he offered with a smile and I couldn't stop myself from smiling back.

"Sure buddy" I said finally.

We picked Ann as usual and drove our way to school. We didn't meet Silas on the way today and I don't know what it is exactly that I felt but definitely wasn't relief. I sat silently at the passenger seat as Ann and my father made stories about God knows what. We bid my dad goodbye when we reached the gate and made our way to our first class.

"Where did you go to last night" Ann surprisingly asked without glancing at me instead at her shoes.

"Are you talking to your shoes?" I asked narrowing my eyes at this new development.

"Am talking to you dumbo octopus, I saw your car when you were driving back home." She clarified staring straight into my eyes without any expression.

"Just went for a walk" I lied. Staring at anything but not her and trying to move faster.

"Really?" She questioned raising her brow while folding her arms at her chest.

"Um- I was-"

"Hey guys, what's popping?" Alex said and I thought he saved me from this harassment until Ann said.

"Elly's popping, So tell me where?" She turned to me shooting her brows up and taking a serious tone.

"I went to meet Charlotte" I couldn't lie anymore. I burried my face in my hands hoping they wouldn't want to know more.

"Why?" Mike asked, of course they wanted to know.

"Can I explain this at lunchtime?" I asked feeling frustrated.