Invisible

Chapter 59

My alarm went off and woke me up, but my eyes felt too baggy to open. I scratch the sleep from my eyes and shut the annoying alarm and stood up from my bed. I looked at the window just beside my bed and noticed that it was still raining but it wasn't as strong as it was last night.

I went to the bathroom to brush both my hair and teeth and have some face cleansing. But I nearly jumped in horror at the sight of my reflection. My eyes were bloodshot and there were bags underneath it, and my skin that used to be like porcelain now looked so pale that I can't even bare to look at it.

I shook my head. I have a feeling that I was slowly relapsing from my improvement just because of everything that happened last night. There was no denying that the reason of why I looked like a total zombie right now was because of everything that occurred last night, and I just can't let that happen.

I shook my head and decided that I should take a shower instead to freshen up and to relax the tense muscles in the whole of my body. I cannot get out of this room and face the kids and Sister Connie like this; they might think I am using drugs or something.

After picking out some sweater and a pair of skin tight jeans, I brushed my hair and pinned it back then pulled my shoes on. I realized then that I was already alone in the room, maybe Parry went out earlier with the twins and helped Sister Connie or played with the kids in a room where they can really play.

I locked the room then shoved my phone inside my pocket and went to have a walk and try to find out where every one is. Later did I found out that my instincts were right and they were inside in some sort of a playroom for the kids since the rain doesn't have a plan to stop, making their playground off limits.

"Oh, hey, Nicole," Jersey says as she sees me walking my way in the room and passed through a couple of kids running around the place. "You look better today."

I smile at her and sat with them as I reached them. "Thanks, but I think it's just because I used a pile of concealer and some blush to make myself look human." I said and they chuckled at the revelation. "I honestly thought I was having a face to face with a zombie when I looked at the mirror,"

"I somehow agree with you." Grace laughs.

"You look so terrible... you know, last night." Parry says as she attempts to adjust the rubber in the slingshot of little Darren. Ugh, that name.

"I know, but I feel better today," I told them. "Thanks to you guys."

"Well, what can I say?" Jersey asked with a smirk. "That's what bands and friends are for, right?"

Seconds later, the door of the playroom opens and there comes Darren in his usual style of attire. I found myself staring at him and when I did recognized that I was staring at him for so long, I looked back to my friends who seemed to notice the cause of my distraction. When I met their eyes, they were all smiling sympathetically to me, except Jersey who seems to be choosing between smashing Darren's face on the concrete or beat the complete shit out of him.

I put a hand on Jersey to make her stop her gruesome beating imagination and she just nodded at me. "He's coming in here." Grace says, or rather warns me, and I look behind me to see Darren really approaching us, or just me.

"Hi Darren," Parry greets casually. "What's up?"

"Hi," he says in the equal casual tone. "Can I uh... Can I borrow Nic... I mean, Nicole for a while? I just have to talk to her for something. It's just really importa—"

"No," Jersey cuts him off and I look at her to try to soften her for a little and she sighs at me as if telling me, are you really doing this right now?