Sunday was gone within an instant. Sam wanted to be alone the rest of the day, and I let him. I knew that Gavin leaving was going to be hard for him, but he was really crushed.
I spent the rest of the day listening to music on my phone, drawing, watching 'Twenty One Pilots Happy Wheel Adventure' over and over again, and of course, eating. Mom was out with her friends or something (not that I cared, though), and Jasper was just hanging out downstairs, getting our plane tickets and making calls for his parlor. So I just sat in my room, binging and mindlessly listen to Tyler Joseph scream, "Use your GLUTES!" on repeat.
After a while, I was struggling to stay awake, but I still needed to take a shower. I took a quick one, not even waiting for the water to get warm, and changed into my pajamas and curled up in bed. Within seconds I was out like a light.
!!Viva la Time Skip¡¡
"Carter, you know I hate to do this to you, but you gotta get up," Jasper said lightly. My eyes fluttered open and I saw Jasper standing there with a bag in his hands.
"What's in the bag?" I asked, my voice raspy from sleep.
Jasper grinned and held up the bag. "Taco Bell breakfast." I tried reaching for it but Jasper pulled it out of my reach.
"Nope, you have to get ready for school first," he told and walked out of my room. I groaned. I crawled down the ladder of my loft bed and trudged over to my couch where my duffel bag was sitting. I changed into a usual outfit: black jeans, boots, a Green Day t-shirt, and my winter coat. I brushed through my hair and swept it to the side, not even caring what it looks like, and put on some mascara. Then I did all of my cosmetic necessities and put in some earrings. I grabbed my phone and earbuds and headed downstairs.
"Hey, we have to go! You can eat in the car!" Jasper said to me as he tossed me the Taco Bell bag. "C'mon! I'm driving!" I followed him out the door, pulling out my breakfast wrap and burrito. I ate quickly as Jasper drove, American Beauty/ American Psycho playing in the background.
"Ok, I'll pick you up after school, see ya!" Jasper called as I crawled out of the car with my backpack over my shoulder and a half eaten breakfast wrap in my hand. I waved goodbye to him, not wanting to talk because my mouth was full, and walked into the school.
I finished off the wrap and threw the paper away. I had to go to my locker right away and then to my homeroom, only taking my binder with everything I need in it with me. The teachers told me that since I was leaving on such short notice that I wouldn't have any more work to do.
I was walking into homeroom when I heard something slam into the lockers outside the classroom. I quickly put down my books on a random desk and went back into the hallway, no one noticing that I had even entered the classroom.
When I stepped into the nearly empty hallway again, there was a small group of boys crowding around something, or someone. Then I saw that someone: it was Kade.
"So you like wearing girl's clothes, huh? You little fa-!" a kid named Will started. He couldn't finish, though. I cut him off by punching him in the nose, knocking him down on the ground and making his nose start dripping blood immediately. Then I kicked him in the gut for good measure. His friends looked at me, scared and shocked. One started running back off to class and the others followed, sprinting as fast as they could.
"I dare you to finish that sentence!" I growled at Will and spat on him. Then I turned to Kade, tears streaming down his face. He was sitting against the locker which he was most likely slammed into, clutching his stomach. His eyes were screwed shut. I bent down to his level and hugged him.
"Shhh, shhh, it's ok. Everything's ok," I whispered to him and rocked him back and forth. Will jumped up frantically and ran away.
"I miss him so much," he sobbed into my shoulder.
"I'm so sorry," I replied, my voice breaking. "Do you wanna go to the nurse?" He looked at me and nodded. I helped him up and put his arm around my shoulder, supporting him as I led him down the stairs and to the nurses office. Kade was grunting with pain the entire way there and I was trying to stay strong for him. I then took notice into what he was wearing: a black skirt and a pink sweater like the one he had on yesterday. He has a better sense of fashion than I do, I thought and smiled lightly. Kade looked over at me.
"What?" he asked, weakly.
"You just look really good," I told him with a small smile. He wearily grinned at me and we kept moving to the nurse.
"I was going to wear it yesterday, but I didn't want to risk Gavin not excepting it," he told me as more tears streamed down his face.
"Well, I think you look absolutely lovely and I'm positive Gavin would agree," I told him.
!!Viva la Time Skip¡¡
I stayed with Kade in the nurse's office and missed Science and half of literature. She eventually sent Kade home and sent me back to class with a slip that wouldn't make me tardy. The day dragged on as usual. At lunch it was just Jemma, Sam, and me. They asked me about Kade and I told them what happened. I also told them that they needed to watch over him. They all agreed.
World Culture Studies eventually can around, which was horrible as always. All we did in that class was read from a text book. But I sat in the back so I got to sleep a lot during that class.
The day ended after thirty minutes of SHOP, and Jasper picked me up and took me home. I told him what happened and he told me that it was good that I kept my promise to Gavin, and that Will deserved what I did to him. I nodded and gave myself a small smile. When we got home, I didn't have any homework to do and Jasper was done with renting a truck and getting our planes tickets and everything, so we thought that we would just hang out and have a movie night. Jasper fell asleep in the middle of the third movie we were watching, Th Nightmare Before Christmas. I was able to stay awake through Pulp Fiction, but I was out by the first part of The Breakfast Club.
That night I dreamt of Kade, of Gavin, of Jet and Emma, and, of course, Sam.
Sorry this chapter kind of sucks :\ .
I'm thinking about naming one of my future children Nobody so if someone says 'Nobody cares about me' then my child can just swoop in like a falcon of destiny and comfort them.
I need some sleep.
Bye, my loves
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