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It’s '5:00AM' and I’m proud of myself for waking up so early because honestly I’m not exactly a morning person per say, I sit up straight at the edge of my bed.
Classes don’t start until 6:00PM I think, but I need to use the rest of the day to prepare for class. I sigh heavily thinking about how it will turn out for me at the end.
I hope class isn’t bad. Even though im trying to stay focused on the more important things, like the reason that im here! I can’t help but be distracted by the sound of Scott snoring.
He’s not really that loud but the room is completely quiet and the only sound that is being heard in here is the sound of him.
It annoys me so much, but its soothing at the same time.
I get up and pick out some lounging clothes to wear through the day until class later on tonight.
I go into the bathroom and take all my clothes off then walk into the shower turning the water on hot, I relax when I feel the water trickle down my back and face.
All the things that I’ve been stressing over feel like they’re being washed away with the rest of the dirt leaving my body.
After about a few minutes that felt like almost an hour I step out and brush my teeth.
I look into the mirror and cringe at how I look right now, I fix my hair trying to make myself look a bit better.
Walking out the bathroom, I walk straight into the kitchen ignoring Scott whose sitting up watching something on the television.
As I enter the kitchen I hear footsteps trailing this way I roll my eyes as I see him standing by the entrance of the kitchen looking at me.
I give him a quick glance then go over to the fridge taking out the ingredients to make pancakes and to my surprise everything is here.
I didn’t think these things would be in here but, they are apparently.
Scott clears his throat loudly, but I only continue to ignore him.“Malayaha can you please talk to me, im sorry about yesterday”
I don’t reply to him I continue mixing up batter to make pancakes, pretending like he isn’t even in here.
I hear his footsteps approach me, I only get angrier with him as he comes closer to me,
“Malayaha” He whispers.
I can hear and feel how close he is to me, I ball my fist up and spin around to him hitting him in his chest as hard as I can while screaming, I don’t even know why I am screaming, I'm usually more put together than this but im so angry.
I can feel tears streaming down my cheeks and that makes me even more pissed because I hate crying in front of people, I makes me feel so clustered and little.
I hit him until my arms drop down on his chest and my head drops on his chest, when I feel him wrap his arms around me I pull away and look away from him, he tries to touch my face but I flinch and back away before he can.
“Whats wrong?” he worries,
But he did this he caused these tears and he knows why, he just wants me to say it.
“I hate you so much” my voice trembles and the words come out more hushed and strained than for how I had meant for it to sound.
He says nothing and does nothing besides sighing.
He turns away from me and walks away leaving the room I hear the door slam as he leaves.
I wince at the sound of the door slamming.
I hope he doesn’t come back.
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Sn: This is part one of chapter six, the other will be updated later on.
Warning: Part two will contain mature content, read with precaution.
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Malayaha
Teen Fiction*** WARNING: Mature Content. This book is rated for ages 16+ Enjoy. *** "You're wasting my time Malayaha, it's either him or me." He said sounding out of breath, and husky. I look up to him and frown while biting my lip out of frustration. "I.."...