[UPDATED WEEKLY]
"You may be his world, but you're the only thing that ever felt like home to me."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Some people never get second chances. Lilah never thought she'd get one with her brother's best f...
Please enjoy, favorite, comment and share! Thank you for all of the support! 🥰
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
The moment my alarm blares, I already know today is going to be bad.
There's a weight pressing down on my chest, heavy and suffocating, like I've already lost before the day even starts. I roll onto my side, staring at the white numbers glowing on my phone. 6:30 AM. Too early to be awake. Too late to convince myself I can stay in bed forever.
I close my eyes for a few more seconds, willing away the tension curling in my stomach. It doesn't work. I already know why I feel like this.
Today is Monday. Today, I have class with Nate. The thought alone makes my stomach churn, dread settling deep in my bones. And as if that isn't bad enough, immediately after that, I have class with Jackson.
I'm nearly halfway through this semester, and then I hopefully won't have to deal with either one of them anymore.
The memory of Saturday night flickers through my mind, the sharp edge of Jackson's words still lingering. He had been pissed off all night, barely hiding his irritation. Then, when we argued outside, he told me I didn't belong there—like it was a fact. Like he was annoyed that I had even shown up at all. I had left that conversation feeling confused, irritated, and hurt.
But now, as I lie here, all I feel is drained.
Natalie had convinced me that night to go with her to this party that a few girls in her class invited her to. Feeling the way I have for a month now, I figured it would help to try and be more social. Continue to try and make the best with this new chapter of my life.
I regret it now, though.
I force myself to sit up, throwing the blankets off of me. The cold air makes me shiver, but I don't move right away. Just get up. Get dressed. Get through the day.
Dragging myself toward my closet, I reach for an oversized sweater and leggings—comfortable, safe, nothing that will draw attention. The last thing I need is more attention. With the way things have been going lately, I'd rather disappear entirely.
A light knock on my door has me glance up. "Lilah? You up?"
I feel bad Kayce has been having to worry about me lately. I just have zero energy to do anything right now.
"Yeah, I'm up. I'm getting ready." I call back.
I hear a yawn outside my door, and I roll my eyes. "Alright, well I'm gonna go back to bed. Have a good day at school." And before I can respond, I hear the sound of the pad of his feet walking back down the hall towards his bedroom.
Sighing, I finish putting my shoes on and stand up before walking across the hall. I throw my hair up into a bun, too lazy to brush it. I quickly brush my teeth and then grab my bag and begin to head to school.
