The Principal 2

Chapter 19

***so it's almost Easter
-June 5-
-Jessica-
I woke up around 10, my father and Niall were still peacefully sleeping. I got up to use the bathroom I brushed my teeth and quickly tiptoed back to my bed. I rolled the blankets back over me and grabbed my phone. I've reached a million followers on twitter, I don't use it very much. It's just hard to believe that people actually know who I am. I haven't tweeted anything in awhile. It's not my favorite form of social media, I prefer Instagram, Snapchat, or Facebook. But if people want to contact me it would probably be the easiest on twitter. Can people track you down through social media? I hope not, I'd be screwed. My stomach was growling, I guess I'm hungry. I'll wait till they get up and we can all get some food together. I placed my phone back on the nightstand and closed my eyes again. I probably drifted off for another 30 minutes because when I woke up again it was 10:35, my father and Niall were getting ready for the day.

I sat up on my bed Niall walked over to me, "how did you sleep?"

"I slept fine, what about you," I questioned yawning in the process.

"I slept alright I was just thinking a lot. Which made it kind of hard to fall asleep," he answers.

"I'm just worried you know," I say, wanting to give up on life. I'm hoping everything straightens out in the next few months. I could only hope.

"I hope they catch him then we won't have to worry ever again," Niall says a frown occupying his lips.

"Niall, I'm so sorry," I say a lump growing in my throat. I swallow hard waiting for a response.

"Jessica, it was my choice to stay, you don't have to apologize," he says.

"Yeah, but you're supposed to protect the people you love, and I haven't protected you," I say, fighting back tears.

"Jessica, I could've walked away at anytime, but I didn't so it was my idea to get myself into this. I don't want you blaming yourself, okay," he tells me meaningfully.

"I can't help, but feel guilty," I honesty say.

He takes my hands in his, "I don't want you to feel this is your fault, because it's not," he says, making my heart swell.

"I'm just so conflicted Niall, I kinda just want to die," I tell him.

"Jessica, you're so strong just keep holding on, I'm sure this will all be over soon," he says trying to make me feel better.

"It's been taking over my life for the past three years, I just want it to end," I say close to tears.

"We could only hope," Niall simply responds.

"I pray for it every night," I sadly confess.

"Are you guys ready," my dad asks from across the room.

"No," I respond looking down at my pajamas.

"I'll be quick," I assure them.

I grab my clothes and enter the bathroom. I turn the shower on waiting for it to get to a comfortable temperature. I step into the shower quickly grabbing the soap. I cleanse my body, I start to go deep into thought, but stop myself. I told them I'd be quick and if I start to recall on my life that would surely take longer than like 10 minutes. I lather shampoo through my hair and silently curse as it gets into my eyes. I furiously wipe them attempting to make them stop burning. Once I'm sure the shampoo is all out I grab the conditioner. I quickly put it into my hair, putting my head under the water again. I brush my fingers through my hair. It takes awhile for all the conditioner to come out, but it eventually does. I turn off the shower and quickly grab a towel. I wrap it around my body taking a step out of the shower. The warmth leaving my body, I wrapped the towel around my body tighter. I grabbed another and put my hair up into it.