Chapter 2

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Jordan's POV

I could feel the sun glazing itself through the curtains and it's heat on my body. I pull my hand in front of my face slowly as I rub my eyes. I slowly open my eyes and look around. I must've slept on the sofa by accident from yesterday just after The Walking Dead finished. Everything starts to recap and I remembered who died in the show. I groan and get frustrated again for killing off one of my favourite characters.

I lay down with my face up and my back against the seat. I begin to think... Why is it that life is so harsh on us? What did we deserve to earn this life? I know that the life we have been given, we should appreciate it but it becomes hard when things aren't going the way you want it. From the endless nights and the lost thoughts in the morning surround my daily life, as I try to push through and get on like normal. Trying to make sure that no one notices that I'm emotionally unstable. Putting on my mask during family gatherings, during school and in front of my friends. No one knows me really. I'm just a little girl who's life's a roller coaster but not the one she likes.
I mean you can't blame me for pretending to be happy. You can't. I only do it to bring others to life with my silly, but funny jokes that lift a smile on their faces. Now what's more better than that? I know what it feels like to be upset, lonely (even though I have family and friends surrounded by me) and lost so why would I want or wish that apon anyone? The emotions come flooding in as a tear drop rolls down my face. I wipe it with my wrist and stop myself from crying any further. I breathe in heavily and get rid of my depressing thoughts. I sit up and make myself calm.

Once I've recollected myself, I slowly make my way upstairs to the bathroom so I can refresh myself. I run the cold water and cup the water in my hands as I lean my head above the sink. I splash the cold ice water over my tired face and suddenly feel awaken. I stair at myself in the mirror, looking at my reflection. I stair and stair till all the anger rises up to me. I clench onto the side of the sink and remind myself "Inhale. Exhale." I take my own advice and I start to feel at ease. I pick up my tooth brush and pour some toothpaste onto the brush. I brush my teeth and then go to my bedroom. I look up at the clock and see the time. 8:00am. Now everyone doesn't wake up till 9am so I decided to hop into bed and get my phone out.

I click on my apps that I use very single day and go onto my social media sites. I scroll and scroll through Instagram as I like several pictures. For a while I've had enough of the internet so I grab my book and start to read. I miss having the days where I use to be in love with reading books. It was what I did in my spare time. Reading books took me on a journey to travel through so many different lives and that's what I love the most about reading. You never know what to expect when reading. So when I am, it gives me the motivation to carry on reading till I finish the book. Sometimes there's happy endings or sad endings. I always hope for happy endings because that's what lives should end on. On a happy ending.

A/N: sorry that it's a short one, but I've been ill but hopefully I will update again next week so keep your eyes open! Give it a like and a comment too! X

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 29, 2016 ⏰

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