*Still Flashback*
I raced to a hasty stop outside my house. The last hour had changed my perspective. The next would decide how my future would mould around me. I had to hurry. If time is money, I need a loan.
I fell through the door.
I ran to every corner or downstairs. No sign of her. Where was mum? As I creaked open my bedroom door, I noticed that something had changed. There were new cupboards and suitcases stacked near the window. Two 11 year olds were staring back at me.
They blinked. I squinted.
The truth is simple, yet complicated at the same time. When you are trying to define it, there is only one explanation. It stares right back at you as if the answer is so obvious. But when you are trying to fight it, it twists itself around the situation and makes it hard to comprehend its relevance. So I guess the best thing to do would be to accept the truth, right? But obviously it wasn't going to be that simple – and it never will be.
So my dad had moved on with his life. And made some pretty bad mistakes. I have a step brother and sister. My mum said they're going to be living with us till my dad's chemotherapy is over. I over reacted pretty bad when I found out they're staying in my room. Every text and missed call from Ethan is dragging me down. I have to get back to him. But I'm dragging. I haven't mastered the art of being normal.
I fall asleep on the sofa.
I'm a mess.
I wake up inside out or outside in. My life was forming a whirlwind, causing tsunami tides in my eyes. It all came down to him. It always came down to him. How could I ever forget that he'd always be the inevitable obstacle till demise?
I am searching for light in this illuminated room.
I am searching for the answer to this invincible riddle.
I can't run from my problems anymore – but instead I have to block them out, to make amends. I've started to spend more and more time after school. And I try to cram all the work in at once. Which means I'm seeing less of Ethan as the weeks go by.
This is our first break.
Author's Note:
Sorry guys, I'm experiencing major writer's block and it's getting harder to write. Not that many people actually read this anyway. But thank you for being supportive - especially StoryWriterGirlGamer

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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?