Slender

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter fifteen

 

It was Wednesday now. Lucas had been missing for almost a whole forty-eight hours now. Mom asked me if I wanted to stay home from school Tuesday, but I declined. I loved school. I really wish I would have stayed home though. Everyone knew I was best friends with Lucas, so everyone was asking about him to me and his girlfriend Tuesday and still today. I felt like someone had punched me in the stomach thrown me in a dumpster and dunked me underwater for too long. I could tell I looked like shit too.

My hair was flat instead of volumouse and wavier than this, my nails were flimsy, my eyes looked like I hadn’t slept in two weeks, and my outfits for horrible. Baggy skinny jeans and hoodies were my attire for the week. I had my hair up in an ugly disgusting bun while sitting in front of my computer screen. I was writing my apocalypse based story, but really couldn’t get into it much. I was just all in all exhausted.

“Cece? Are you out there?” My mom called from her bedroom. Instead of replying I got up and went in her room since I’d have to go in there anyways. She was laying in her baggy pajamas with her lamp light on and a book on her bedside table. She loved reading like me, but she read way more than me. “How’s school baby…” She asked lowering her reading glasses from her face. She pushed back her blondish brown hair and had concerned eyes on her face. I didn’t look at her. I shuffled my feet.

“Not good mom, not good. Everyone is asking me about Lucas and I just don’t want to talk about it.” I told her bursting into tears again. She hugged me tight and it was a replay from the other night all over again.

“Do you want to stay home again tomorrow?” She asked me.  I nodded into her shoulder.  “I’ll email the school and we’ll pick up your school work for the day tomorrow.” She told me sympathetically. I nodded again into her shoulder and pulled away.

“I’m going to bed mom; love you.” I told her hugging her again.

“Love you too.” She said and I departed from her bedroom, past the office, through the living room and kitchen, and into my room at the end of the main floor.

I fell asleep hard that night and slept all day. At noon I was finally awoken by my mom telling me I slept too late. I found it immensely hard to get out of bed that morning. My eyes were heavy still. My body felt like I got hit by a train. And if you want to hear it, here it is. Lucas wasn’t just my best friend. I was in love with him; every detail about him. He may have this huge enormous ignorant front that pushes everyone away, but I got in and I am that one person who just understands, and I’ve never felt that important before. And I couldn’t help, but fall in love with him.

Yeah he’s a jerk, but he’s my jerk and I wouldn’t trade him in for anyone. I guess I always expected something to tear us apart. Deep in my gut I never pictured us friends forever and it scared the hell out of me. I always thought that eventually he’d shove me out of his life like he did everyone else, but this was something totally different. It’s like you get so used to someone being around that just the thought of them gone is like shocking to you. So, here I was sitting on the side of my bed; one sock on, one foot bare as I stared at the floor in thought. I looked like a zombie as I glanced up across my bedroom floor into the mirror. I shook my head and slipped the other dirty sock I found in my comforter onto my foot. I didn’t have many socks so I reused them frequently. All I wore was sneakers so it wasn’t like anyone could smell them.

I threw my hair in a ponytail, which I hardly ever did, but I didn’t want to take a shower. I did the bathroom routine to get ready and exited out. “We’re going to Wal-Mart, we think you should get out of the house.” Mom said standing next to dad.