The Veracity About Hope

Chapter Eleven

Hello! I've been too preoccupied these past few days >.< please forgive me. This chapter is kind of short (now I really feel like a big jerk aahhh ~) I hope you guys enjoy this chapter xxoo ~~

Chapter Eleven

The voices of the annoying duo made me roll away from his arms.

"Weeee-yaw weee-yaw."

"Adam, please make these two stop. What are they even trying to imitate?" My head was buried in the pillow, making my voice muffled.

"We are trying to imitate an ambulance!" Alice gasped as she tried to pull me away from the pillow I was holding on to.

"Idiots," I muttered. "It's 'eeeee-woooo', not 'weeee-yaaaaw'."

"It's clearly 'weeeee-yaaaaw'," Gary argued as I finally looked at them. "You're the idiot here."

"No it's 'eeeeeee-wooooo'! I can search for the sound right now."

"I agree," I flailed my arms in the air, thanking God someone agrees with me. "Gary's right. It is 'weeeee-yaaaw'." Alice laughed as I dropped my arms and glared at her.

"I cannot believe we are having this conversation." I buried my face again in the pillow. "I need my sleep."

"Bollocks," Gary screamed. "The sun is shining so bright outside and you'll just sleep?"

I looked at him with annoyance, "Pretty much, yeah."

"Stop chuckling, Adam. You're not helping!" Alice scolded as he covered his laughs with coughs.

"Cecille," His thick accent making me swoon. "The weather is really beautiful and this is actually unusual, knowing London always has the gloomy weather. We should go out."

"Is she still here?" I looked down at my hands as they all looked at me with the same expression on their faces. Pity.

"No, darling. She left an hour after we found you both." Alice' voice softened and I felt my eyes start to water.

"Alright then." I stretched my arms and legs, hitting both Gary and Alice in the process and they glared at me. "We will go out but I will not pay for anything. Both of you will treat me." I stuck my tongue out as the both of them looked at me in feigned shock. I stood up and straightened my wrinkled top and went out of my bedroom, leaving them behind. I went to the bathroom and locked the door. Before I even knew it, tears were rolling down my face as I tried to muffle the sounds escaping my mouth.

I was the worst girlfriend and friend and sister.

I couldn't do anything.

I ran away.

I ignored the sister I was close to the most.

I caused pain to the two people who were important to me.

I wasn't enough.

I'm a bitch.

Bitch.

Coward.

Coward.

Coward.

I gripped my hair, trying to stop the thoughts running through my mind.

It hurts.

"Cecille, open the door!" Someone was banging on the door.

"Open it. Please," his voice was so gentle. It was so beautiful. But I didn't open the door.

"Hi. Genevieve?" I heard from the other side of the door as I gripped the sink, trying to get ahold of myself. "You're finished with your class, right?" She paused, waiting for the other girl on the line to speak.