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158 Days Before Graduation

Hey guys here is chapter three, let us know what you think!

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Imnotafiveyearold

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Chapter three: 158 days before Graduation

Becca,

Chaos. It feels like my whole life is spiraling into a destructive storm. A storm that's going to obliterate everything in its way. I'm so lost Becca. I don't know what to do and where to go. Do I listen to myself and follow my dreams or do I take the guaranteed path of success and sacrifice my happiness? Is it success or happiness?

This mental storm has me numb. The alarm bells are warning me of the problems but I can't react. I'm just standing there watching it all happen. I can hear the voices telling me to get up and do something but I ignore them. They're too good to be true.

A part of me wants to be angry at you for leaving me alone. You saw the choking hospitality of our house and you escaped before it could kill you. Why didn't you take me away with you? I miss you so damn much Becs. Please come back soon.

Love,

Aiden

158 days before Graduation

"This is some good shit, Jason." Nate says, as he takes a puff. It was a regular Thursday night for all of us. We were all gathered in in Martin's basement smoking and drowning ourselves in a several cases of Jack Daniels.

"Seriously bro, I wanna know who your dealer is." Martin remarked as he downed the remainder of his beer. We just sat there with some music as we got messed up. This was better than reality. I'm sorry but I would rather be getting high than playing the role I was suppose to. People think that if you have money you don't have problems. But everyone, regardless of wealth are fucked up. Whether they want to admit or not.

"Aiden, what do you think?" Nate's voice broke me away from the whirlwind of thoughts that clouded my brain.

"What?" I groggily reply as I try to keep my eyes open.

"Liv, Meg, Anna and Lauren wanna come over and chill." Jason interjected irritably.

"You know what Jason, You have been such a dick lately and I'm sick of it. Just because I don't bend over backwards for you does not mean you get to treat me like sh!t." I quipped, anger radiating off me in waves.

"You know what Aiden, I understand that your sister left and you have been messed up since then but it has been almost an year. Get over it you are such a damn buzz kill. You walk around all mopey and depressed and expect us to feel bad for you." proclaims, his nostrils flaring.

"I'm done here." I get up and storm out the door. I can hear Nate's voice calling out for me.

"Aiden, wait up!" Nate yells.

"Nate I want to be alone for now, you can go back there and hang with everyone I'm not in the mood." I tell him as I try to keep my voice steady. He looks at me and scoffs.

"Aiden, you would tell me if stuff was getting too bad right?" Nate questions me, as he crosses his arms.

"Yes, I just need to be alone... I'll text you later. It's only eight, I'll be fine." I assure him, he slowly nods and reluctantly walks away. I walk down the driveway and hop into my car. I turn on the radio and roll down my windows as I admire the sunset. When I make a left turn I see a black car pulled over with a girl standing outside of it. It's Summer standing there, one hand on hers hip with her lips pursed as she talks on the phone.