Present time
Aurora's POV
Tommorow is Monday?
I whined and exhaled my breath. I glanced over at my clock hanging on the wall that was covered by crimson floral wallpaper.
10 pm.
Well, better get some shut eye. I grabbed my bag and placed it on the black chair that granny gave it to me for my eighth birthday. I love that chair just like I love granny–and I'm still missing her.
The night slipped off my palm and was replaced by the sweet light morning light.
My alarm went off exactly on six in the morning and I immediately opened my tired eyes.
Threw my feet in the air, attempting to do some stretching. I started to wriggle my toe and then sat down and did some stretching for my back. Afterwards, I stood up to take my shower.
Suddenly, I felt a glimpse of cold air ran through me. My head felt like it has been spanked by something hard and my chest was on fire.
I was out of breath, it forced me to sit back on my bed. My knees were weak all of a sudden.
God.
I tried to breathe but it's not working. In fact, it became worse. My chest was compressing me and I felt helpless. I tried to make any noise but none came out. My heartbeat was accelerating. I tensed up.
Come on.
I tried to stay calm by putting my hand on my chest, giving it a gentle massage. It helped a little, I took a small breath at first and but it still hurting my chest, so I tried to breath normally.
It sent chills down to my spine. I clenched my teeth. I closed my eyes and shut them tight. After the fierce battle, it was finally gone.
I'm okay.
I looked around and touched my own chest, it wasn't as tight as before. My breathing rate was normal and I grabbed my phone and set timer.
One minute.
Before I pressed the start button, I let my fingers touched my neck to find my pulse. And I began counting it.
80. Not bad
Everything is fine, at least.
God, that could've kill me!
After granny died and James left, I always feel this burning sensation in my chest. Funny how someone's absent could damage yourself, right?
Pretending that it didn't happen, I took a cold shower, chose some simple and mediocre clothes and peeked at the windows. Although I know that James hates me still for no reason at all, but I still do the the peek-out-the-window routine.
Simply because I still care about him. Pushing away that thought, I rushed out the house without even giving a glance to my mom. When I was little , I would say hi to my mom even though I know she will never reply.
My secondary school is nearby my house so, there's no need to complicate myself to taking busses or drives. Even though I have my own car and license. I arranged my steps until reached out my school. Now that I'm in the last year of secondary school, I can take care of myself. I don't need anyone else right now.
Oh wait, wrong statement.
They can't take care of me so I will.
Yes, including James.
After that night–more like day, I don't have anyone else. He's gone, my granny's gone. My family became cold and I feel empty. I admit that I felt empty a week after what James did to me. It sounds girly, I know. Judge it.
GreenTown HighSchool.
It said GreenTown but it's not, really. It's a school full of rotten, black heart and none of them really talk to me. Every members of this school know me because I was the girl who constantly in agony because if the bullying I received over the past years.
Entering my school, I felt strange. I felt the burning sensation tingling on my skin due to the stares and I don't know what to do.
They'll stare at me whenever there's danger around me. They're like my personal danger alarm, whenever they sense something bad will happen, they'll check my back and stared at it intently. Putting me in the situation where I can actually run and hides myself.
Out of 100%, I'd say it worked for like 25%.
Shutting the stares, I exhaled before drifting my gaze to my locker.
Okay, who put a dead mouse in my locker, again.
Standing in front of my locker and I saw a post-note on my locker.
"YOU'VE DESTROYED MY FAVOURITE PERSON'S LIFE. GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE. "
Interesting, an empty threat by some morons.
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