My heart has shattered across no man's land. I confess my weakness. Till someone picks up the parts that are broken. But no one would risk that for me. Would they? Because I'm empty.
I wake up to a sharp pang at the bottom of my stomach. Hunger filled my stomach and I clutched at it desperately. I march into the kitchen – stomping triumphantly and notice the two kids chomping on a bowl of golden syrup porridge each. Hold up. My golden porridge? Let's not jump to conclusions. I swing the cupboard open with full effort for a half asleep zombie. Empty.
Fierce warmth rushed through me. And flushed my cheek. My fists clenched. My heart thumped urgently. I pivoted toward my mother, who had resorted to pretending like I didn't exist; this had now become our usual routine.
I want to skip this part out my memory. But it haunts me. I'm going to let it fade out. But the argument we had wasn't all in my head. Ever since these kids infested my house, my mum has been neglecting me more than usual. I had fallen out of her peripheral sight. I sashayed out the door.
The first place I thought of brought a smile to my face. Ethan. His name sent shivers through my spine. It filled up my cup for once. His absence in my life had left a hollow space in my heart. I raced to a stop outside a Bali Rai poster. His eyes stared into my soul.
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All In My Head
RomanceAn 18 year old girl who experiences love and friendship but finds difficulty in deciding who are her true friends that always going to be with her. Will she trust the ones that truly need her or be swayed by the praises of her enemies?
