Depression Hit Me Hard

15: Cutting Again

I woke up by myself and stretch out my arm to grab my phone. I winced and realized that I've been cutting again. Why was I this stupid? Luckily my uniform's long-sleeved.

I was pretty proud of myself, waking up for the first time without an alarm clock blasting music in my ears. Oh. Five minutes before my alarm is due. I switched off my alarm since I don't need it anymore and I went to take a shower and get ready.

I went down and was greeted with a delicious smell. I went to the kitchen and greeted my mom "Good Morning". She handed me a plate with two toasts and apologised.

"Sorry Ally. I woke up a little bit late today so I can't make any decent breakfast but I hope this'll do."

"It's fine, mom. Thanks. Where's Aunt Belle and Uncle Spencer?" I asked, predicting they've left for work.

"Aunt Belle and Mrs Thompson are sent to Paris. They're doing a mini Bridal-themed fashion show there. It's last-minute, they weren't due until tomorrow but the host wasn't feeling well and so Mrs Thompson and Aunt Belle had to help out. Uncle Spencer followed along, they apologised for not having the time to tell you though," Mom replied.

It got me thinking, what is Uncle Spencer's job? Oh well, I can ask him when he gets back.

I finished my toasts and sat at the couch in the living room, with my phone glued to my hands. It's still pretty early for Luke to come so I chill out at the couch for awhile.

I heard a couple of knocks on the front door and I assumed it was Luke. I waved goodbye to mom after seeing her so busy in the kitchen, probably cooking up something for herself to eat.

I quickly put on my shoes and opened the door.

"Goodmorning. You look lovely today," Luke commented and winked.

"Uh thanks? Don't I look the same as yesterday?" I frowned.

"You're not the lovey-dovey type are you?" He asks as we make our way to Aunt Belle's driveway where Luke's 'baby' is parked at.

I shook my head.

"Don't think so."

He laughed and after we got into the car, he started driving to school. I was wincing about the pain on my wrists and I could tell Luke was getting concerned.

"Everything's fine?"

"Everything's fine," I assured him.

Much to my relief, he didn't continue questioning me and we were greeted with comfortable silence. I don't think the silence was comfortable for Luke, though. With his left hand still on the steering wheel, he lifted his right hand and switched on the radio. As if on cue, the song "You're My Only Shorty" by Demi Lovato came on. Satisfied with the song choice, he rested his right hand on his lap. I can't help but to stare at his sexiness, and I silently prayed he wouldn't catch me staring. He can't, can he? He's driving, his eyes should be at the front all the time. I mean, I want to reach school in one piece.

"Done checking me out?" He asked confidently.

I rolled my eyes and look out the window instead. After a few songs and minutes later, we finally reached. Even though it's only been like five minutes, it felt like eternity to me!

As soon as I got out of the car, I frowned. People were staring and whispering, like they always do. But this time, I managed to hear a few mentioning 'Judy'.

"Can they just stop? It's so bloody annoying," I muttered.

"Don't think so, sweetheart," he replied coolly.