wooooww totally forgot about this story. lol none of you care anyways okay here we go.
After art that day i spend the rest of the day walking on egg shells. I go home and throw myself onto my bed. As i stare up at the ceiling im contemplating my entire life. I've never felt this way before. But just as im about to shake out of it...my mind wanders. I start....fantasizing i guess. Delilah walking into school one day and coming up and kissing me. Wait WTF am i doing. Did i..? Do i? oh god whats happening.
I try and act like none of this is happening as i brush my short blue hair back from my eyes. I think im just hungry. I walk into the kitchen to get some water and ask when dinner is. But then i see my mom intensely kissing some random guy in our kitchen. I drop my glass. What is she doing dad will be home any minute! How could she! Why would she..... WHATS HAPPENING TODAY?!
She manages to pull away from him and look as if she doesn't know what has happened. The tall, tan blonde quickly runs from the house. Im so mad at mom. I run back to my room and cry into my pillow until i eventually fall asleep.
The next thing i know my alarm is going off at 6:30 in the morning screaming at me to get ready for another day in hell. I groggily sit up and rub my eyes. As i try and tame the mane that has taken over my hair and i taste the morning breath on me, yesterday starts to come back to me. As my blood pressure rises and i slowly fall into a minor panic attack, i try and pull clothes on and brush my teeth, hoping it was all a dream.
Once im done and i start walking to school, i see Delilah coming from the house next to me. Those feeling start coming back. My hands are sweating and my pulse is racing. And then OF COURSE i trip over my own two feet. She looks over as i quickly try and pull myself off he ground acting as if nothing happened. I look down at the cuts on my hands and tears well up in my eyes. God why do you have to be so stupid! I try to keep walking acting as if nothing happened and avoiding Delilah's eye.
More to come. ill try and remember to do this. let me know if any of you are actually enjoying this.
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The Girl Who Took My Breath Away
Novela JuvenilFor as long as I remember I've never really fit in. I've never been comfortable with myself. Ive never really been ....happy. Something just feels....off. Heres the story of a girl who is questioning her own sexuality when she starts to fall in love...
