Never A Second Glance

✨Chapter Two: Bittersweet-Melancholy ✨

Chapters Song: Aaliyah - I miss you
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Blinking twice, maybe I misheard what they said. Or who ever said it...
I don't really care, I just want to know why and how.

"So ummmmm.." blankly staring at the both of them. Then put my hands together, while balancing my chin on the index fingers. "..What?" I finished.

"I'm not going to repeat myself. You know what I said, and the decision is final." Mama retorted.

"No no no, I don't have a problem with it." Waving my hand dismissively in between my words. "I thank the lord that we're leaving this place. It's just that-"

"It's just what?" She interrupted

"-how in the world did this go about, for it to finally happen? I mean that's what I want to know." I curiously scrutinized.

"Well, that ain't none of your business nor concern. Just be happy your finally getting the 'change of scenery' that you wanted"

My eyes linger on the both of them. While dad turns away, you can basically feel him itching to get out of the convo.

You know... I'm just trying to figure out why, but it looks like he'll be in the doghouse if he tells me.

Plus moms eyes are sending me daggers as if daring me to say anything else that has to do with this very topic would cause her to sever my head.

Dang Ma, why do you have to give me so much hassle. Its okay though, imma just give up...For now.

"Well okay......mother" slowly sliding off of the edge of their bed to get up and leave.

Halting to an abrupt stop, because I realized I forgot to do something very important. Quickly turning my semi-short body around completely. I walk up to both of my parents, and give each of them big kisses on the cheek and say "I love you guys."

Hearing an 'oomph' come from one of them. A bright smile form on my face and I pull back from the hug I gave them unconsciously.

"There we gooooo, now I can leave"
Pops smiled at me sweetly, while mom shook her head and laughed softly.

Now officially getting that issue out the way, I needed to get my work done no matter how much I dreaded it.

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Cool liquid slides down my throat as my magical pill floats with it. Now it's only a matter of time before it kicks in and relieves me of this stress and throbbing pain.

I know it sounds bad, but it's only a painkiller that'll help with my insane headache. If I don't get rid of this pain then I won't finish my work, and nobody would be happy if that happened.

Plus I bet you thought it was some type of drug. That'll have me off my rocks and be bouncing all over the place. 'Running amuck and not giving a Fuck.' But I honestly do care because I have life morals and goals that I do not want to Fuck up cause of something that I know for a fact is not good for me.

But it's also the fact that I have asthma. I feel that if I do- do drugs, I'd be too doped up to even use my inhaler if I was having an asthma attack. The same thing goes for drinking as well. I just don't feel secure and safe if drugs are involved.

Life is hard enough to get through in reality and sobered. Just imagine how horrible it would be to live it if you were doped up or drunk in a ditch somewhere.

Nope, I just can't, not my cup of tea. And that says a lot because I like tea.

A sudden buzz interrupts my thoughts as I grabbed the upgraded version of a wally-talky shaped like a flat rectangle from my back pocket.