It felt like I'd been continuously banging my head on the wall for a century.
It took me a moment to realize that it wasn't me but someone was actually knocking , no, banging on my door.
I snapped myself off from my blissful sleepy haze and tried to say a "what" to whoever the fuck had decided to disturb my sleep on a beautiful Saturday.
"Wake the fuck up , its 4 o'clock in the afternoon" I heard Anna yell back and almost fell off the bed.
4 O'CLOCK!!!?
IS SHE SERIOUS!!!!?I realized that I was on the floor and got up. What is it with me starting my days by falling off the bed??
I just groaned and got up and immediately went over to look myself in the mirror and groaned again, seeing as I was supporting a very not-so-sexy rocker look where my hair was more messed up than my attire and eyeliner smeared all over my cheeks.
I immediately rushed to the bathroom and washed my face , making sure to clean every trace of makeup and then hopped into the shower to get rid of the disgusting stench of vodka.
Funny how I didn't find it disgusting last night. I just rolled my eyes at myself and quickly changed into a pair of grey shorts and a comfy white shirt , feeling a lot more better , now that I had showered and freshened up.
I made my way to the jungle a.k.a our living room.
Surprisingly , it was very much clean .
Anna must've seen the look of surprise on my face as she just chuckled " I had been up for an hour and was feeling quite bored." she said and went back to eating her cornflakes.Something must have happened.
Anna always liked to clean up whenever she was upset . It was weird but it was Anna and oh well.
I went over to the kitchen and started rummaging through the fridge. " There is nothing good to eat , you need to go grocery shopping." I said and grabbed myself a bowl and poured some milk in it.
"There are some beautiful fresh fruits in there and some lovely smoothies and juices" Anna replied and I cringed.
I hated , hated Anna sometimes.
Especially those times when she went all healthy on me.Yes , you guessed it right.
Anna was a health freak. she absolutely Loved to eat fruits and vegetables and go gymming at least 2-3 times a week.She'd tried to turn me into one of those health freaks as well but had realized that couldn't happen when she'd found me eating ice cream at 2 o'clock.
"That ain't real food" I said and Anna rolled her eyes at me.
I propped myself on the couch and started munching on my now mushy mushy cereal.
I made a face and Anna just laughed at me.
She was enjoying this a lot.The rest of the day had gone by in a blur.
Anna had gone clubbing again tonight.
I could never understand how she could go again and again every single weekend.
I got easily exhausted just after one night.I , on the other hand had the entire apartment to myself and decided to make the most out of it by inhabiting the entire living room and doing whatever I could think of, from playing the music on the loudest to literally staring off into nothing or reading a book or just eating whatever I could find.
Yep.
This is how my weekends go.At around 2 o'clock in the morning , I decided that I'd give my parents a call.
It'd been a while and they'd been continuously calling me.
I always made up excuses, how I had my mid terms or practicals or whatever I could come up with.
The time difference also helped.It hurt to talk to them.
I know that they were also hurting but every time I heard mums voice , weak and fragile from all the crying, I would be reminded that I was the reason they had to deal with this.
Deal with losing a daughter.
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