Chapter 6

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''Since that I've been carrying an inhaler with me, and when we we didn't take the same high school I stopped doing that. And when you came to Howard university, I started carrying it with me again and I'm so glad that I did.'' He says and looks up at me.

Ian and I are childhood friends, I've known him since I was born years old. Our fathers were really good friends because they used to play football together, my father wanted to become a footballer when he grew up and he worked for it but his leg got broken when he was twenty years old and even when he did the right diagnosis, the doctor still said that he can't put so much effort on it for a long time and that made him give up his big dream and in the end he became a journalist. While Ian's father had to work his ass to bail his father out of jail and he missed a lot of lessons so basically he gave up his dream too but he ended up becoming a director of a big company. So they stayed always in touch because they kept going to football games with their friends that they organized. Ian and I grew up together and we took elementary school and prep school together, we dated for a while during prep school but that wasn't actually dating, because we still acted like siblings when we were together. But of course in high school he moved with his family to Washington DC while I stayed in Boyce, so I haven't seen him since then. And here's the fate bringing us together again which is kinda adorable and lovely. I really am very lucky to have someone like Ian as a close friend.

''I don't know what to say really.. I'm very lucky to have you Ian. You always got my back when we were young and here you are protecting me again even though we weren't really talking.'' I say and look to the floor.

''It's okay. This is not the first time we argue. I mean you're stubborn as heck but you're still my little innocent Faye who always burries her secrets inside her only and never lets anyone know wether she's in pain or not.'' He says and my chest tightens. He pulls me in long hug and I hug him back.

''Are you going to finish classes or ?'' Ian asks.

''Uh.. I guess I'll just drive back home and order pizza and watch TV and um.. yeah that's it I guess.'' I say and try not to sound miserable.

''I'm coming with you.'' Ian says.

''No Ian. I don't want you to. I mean I want you to but I don't want you to skip classes. Besides I'm going to revise my lessons so my day will pass fast.'' I say. ''Come on go back to class, I think the teacher will let you in. He's nice.'' I say patting his shoulder.

''You sure you're fine ?'' He asks.

''Yeah yeah I'm fine don't worry.'' I smile to him.

The moment I enter my house, I throw my bag on the floor and then I collapse with the couch. God why is university so hard ? I thought that when I escape the house everything will be okay, I'll get away from my parents which means that I'll get away from daily fights. Everything should be okay when I'm away from them. Why is everything against me ? Not that you had a perfect life. You can't deny that you always had something that fucked up everything. Thug life.

Ian texts me at 8pm.

Ian : Hey how did you spend your day.

Me : Nothing I just watched teen wolf for the rest of the day and ordered pizza for lunch.

Ian : How many episodes did you watch ?

Me : Um.. I don't know really. I stopped counting after 12.

Ian : Haha sounds fun.

Liar. You never liked the series that I watched.

Ian : You're coming tomorrow right ?

Me : Yeah.

Ian : Okay see you tomorrow then. Good night.

Me : Good night

I put the phone on the desk next to me and look at ceiling. Why do I have such a fucked up life ? I don't remember that I did a bad thing to people before. Then why is karma always chasing me ? I spent my whole life caring about others, I always was there for people who were sad. I guess I had the ability of knowing wether a person is sad or not even if that person wasn't close to me. So I just kept consoling and comforting people, that's why they loved me a lot. I remember that everyone always kept telling me their secrets, and I remember once that two close friends fought and both of them came to me telling me everything, so I listened to the same story twice which wasn't quite good because I felt a bit hypocrite.

Not to mention my relationship with my parents, it wasn't quite good because they always kept comparing their generation to ours so that was the main reason of our fights. I fought with my mom most of the time and I honestly don't know why, she always looked at me like I was some kind of a mistake, though she was terrified when something bad happened to me but hell she always had something against me. And that was my sad childhood.

I think the saddest people always try their hardestto make people happy because they know what it's like to feel absolutely worthless and they don't want anybodey else to feel that way.

Tears are already falling down my cheeks and I didn't even feel it.. My life is really a mess. A big fucked up mess. I fall asleep at almost eight thirty pm because that was the last time I checked the time. I wake up on the sound of someone yelling and things getting broken, I check the time and it's only five am. I cover my head with a pillow in an attempt to come to sleep but the yelling continues. I get up from my bed and look through the window, I can't recognize who's yelling and from where the breaking sound is coming.

''Can you people stop the noise ! You just woke me up from my sleep !'' I shout very loud on I don't know who and to my surprise, the yelling and the breaking voice stops. I walk back to my bed and clollapse with it. I try to come back to sleep but it doesn't work so I groan and take my phone in my hands and check the time. 5 :25 . I walk to the bathroom and wash my face then brush my teeth, I decide to go for a jog since it's still early so I wear my sports clothes and my nike sneakers, I pull my hair up in a ponytail, put my headphones on and get out. I notice that the lights of a room of Jason's house is on and I spot Jason standing, his back to the window as he takes his shirt off. I shake my head and look down to the floor then start running.

I come back to my house at 6 :30, I quickly climb the stairs and take a quick shower and do my usual routine. When I finish everything, I get out of the house without checking the time and step in my car. I check the time and it's only 7 :30 am, I pull my phone and decide to continue reading the story I was reading on Wattpad. I hear someone knocking on the glass of the window and I look to see Jason. I roll the window down and look to him.

''What ?'' I say.

''Well people say good morning first.'' He says and leans down. What the fuck. ''Look there's something wrong with my car and it's not working so can you drive me to university since you're going there too ?'' He adds and this is the first time I hear him talking like normal people, without being rude I mean.

''Are you kidding me !'' I laugh. I look at him and he looks serious. ''Oh my god you're serious then ! I can't believe this ! Do you really expect me to pick you up ?''

''Yeah ?'' He says and he looks really confident.

''So you make fun of me and humiliate me in front of everyone and you almost killed me yesterday and you expect me to be cool with you and pick you up like we're friends ?'' I say.

''Woah wait I didn't say that we're friends, I just need a ride. Plus I had no idea that you're asthmatic and claustrauphobic.'' He says.

''Well I don't care, I'm not picking you up and you can say your ''You're paying for this'' sentence and I won't give a single fuck. You can walk and still make early to University.'' I say and start the car. ''Now excuse me I have to go.'' I say and he backs away.


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