So now, Hannah was giving me the silent treatment. Oh well, I was busy caring for Iggy, Ashley, Shelly and Shack anyways. I couldn't have a pms-ing teenager on my back.
I was holding Shelly in my arms trying to calm my crying sister. I was trying to give her the attention she needs, but I felt unusually groggy.
My cellphone rung. I picked it up and saw that it was my ex. I didn't answer it. I grimaced and slid it across the floor of the living room.
A cough escaped my mouth.
"Are you okay?" Ashley asked from the couch. She was coloring her pictures that she drew. She was looking at me curiously.
I answered, "I'm fine." I continued to rock Shelly in my arms as she slowly started to fall asleep.
After that, the rest of the day went by in a blur. I was laying in bed before I knew it.
I didn't I want to go to school tomorrow. I didn't want to deal with anyone. As I was thinking, I feel asleep.
Before I knew it, it was morning. Why must the nights go by quick? I hate it. It happened too often.
When I got up to help my parents out with my brothers and sisters, I already got exhausted. My day haven't begun yet! I hated it.
I walked to the bus stop with Hannah by my side. She was still not talking to me. I just wanted her to say something. I didn't want her to stay mad at me. That, I also hated.
When I got to school, my "friends" gathered around me. They were mostly talking about nonsense. I didn't want to listen to them. Why did they think I care about who wore the same top as the other girl? It was just a goddang shirt!
As they talked to me during lunch, I looked around for Nick and Krysta. I know I had no business looking for them after what I done. But I really wanted to be with them. More like, I wanted to be with Krysta.
Why weren't they at lunch? Just a glimpse of her would put me at ease. Yes, I may had not deserved her, but I wanted her. I wanted to touch her again. I wanted to hug her.
"Kai," a girl called. "Are you listening?"
I shook my head no. "Sorry, I have to go." I got up from my seat ignoring them. I walked out the lunchroom to start my search. I walked to the class I knew Krysta had.
Jackpot. I found her... accompanied by Nick. I was actually baffled at how quickly I found her.
I saw Krysta holding Nick's hand. I grimace at that. I wanted her to hold my hand. I wanted her be alone with me. I hated that she got to be with him.
Before lunch was over, I left the doorway to avoid being spotted. I wasn't planning on having another fight with Nick.
I just knew I have to find a way to get Krysta back. She was one of the two I was ever real around.
The other was, you know it, Nick. But I hated the fact that he knows me in and out. He could tell if I was lying if I was a mile away.
I just wanted Krysta. I need to figure out how to get her back, and I will succeed.
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Teen FictionThis is a story of a sweet innocent teenager boy. He has so many friends he can't count. He is known for his sweet exterior. But what about his interior? Trigger Warning