Perfection Doesn't Exist (Under Editing)

Chapter 32

I stayed in the hospital over night and through the next day too. The nurses wanted to make sure my vitals were normal before I left. I felt a little weak but they had me take medicine to get my strength back. Plus they had the IV's in me too since I hadn't been drinking much water that day.

Dad wanted to make sure my things were back in the house. Justin volunteered to help bring back my suitcase from his house but covered for me saying he picked it up from Valerie's house. I haven't talked to her at all in forever. I wonder if she moved or something. Probably just missed her during passing periods. But in my offense, it was still just the first day of school.

Dad was starting to warm up to Justin. When Justin stopped by to drop off my things, they talked a little about football and Dad's watch too.

Boys will be boys.

I started getting ready for school by first taking a shower to rid myself of the hospital feeling. I tried to convince my Dad to let me stay home today and that I still didn't feel okay but he knew I was only trying to dodge school.

In all honesty, I didn't want to go back already being the talk of the school. I'll be known as Miss Panic Attack. Having a horrible nickname or reputation is not what I want. My year at this school will never be the same.

I finished with my shower and dried off. I put my clothes on, leaving my towel on the floor. Brushing my hair, I took out all the tangles and knots out. I put only two layers of mascara and a little blush and a light nude lip gloss. Today I didn't feel like trying to look good. After what happened on the first day of school, I don't even want to face Mason. He'll think I'm a freak.

Sighing, I opened my door. I took my bag from the floor and put it on and closed my door, heading downstairs. I noticed my Dad was no where to be found but instead, I saw Justin sitting on the couch. He looked up and smiled at me. I smiled back but a little bummed my Dad hadn't stayed. If he actually stayed, it would of been the first time in forever he had actually drove me to school.

"Where's my Dad?"

"He left to drop off Bells to school and he said work called him in so he's headed there afterwards. He answered your phone when I called you and asked if I could take you to school."

"Oh." I replied blankly.

"What do you mean, 'Oh'?"

"Nothing. Sorry. I just, I wanted to spend some one on one with my Dad. But I was foolish to think that would actually happen." I huffed and rolled my eyes. I took a seat on the stairs and took short breaths.

I'm never going to have that strong, healthy relationship with my Dad that every girl should have with their father. No matter how hard I try or wish for it, it'll never happen. I just wish his work wasn't always in the way. Then we could have family times like we used to have. With my brother and sister. Laughs here and there. Competitions against each other. I just wish mom still loved us and never left. Then things wouldn't be so broken.

I sniffled and opened my eyes. I didn't even feel myself crying. I felt Justin rubbing my back, calming me down. He lifted my chin up and turned my face to look at him. He let go of my chin and wiped my tears. He smiled and I smiled back. The only difference was mine was a broken smile, trying to hide my pain and pretend everything was okay.

I tried to keep my smile but I just thought of everything again and started to cry silently. I shook my head at Justin and his expression dropped and frowned.

"I d-don't know how I-I can handle a-anything else much longer. It. . .all h-hurts so much." I broke into more tears as Justin held me tight into his chest.