Where Are You Now?

Unlovable

Chapter 5

Michelle's P.O.V

Loving him is like driving a new Maserati down a dead-end street

Faster than the wind, passionate as sin, ending so suddenly.

Loving him is like trying to change your mind once you're already flying through the free fall.

Like the colors in autumn, so bright just before they lose it all.

I reach out to my phone to turn off my alarm and immediately throw it on bed next to me not being able to bare the brightness.

I stare at the wall for a few seconds as I recall everything from last night and the headache proves that everything did happen.

"I hate this feeling." I breathe as I bring my hands to my face trying to stop myself from crying.

I get out of bed and look at myself in the mirror's bathroom as I enter to find my eyes are buried with dark circles and ruined mascara. "I look terrible." I say to myself opening the water sink and it gushes out to my hands.

I bring my hands to my face with a little soap and watch as the mascara leftovers get removed.

Once it's fully removed I brush my teeth before I finally leave the bathroom.

I go back to my bedroom and take out a black skinny jeans with a black loose t-shirt from the boxes that are still on my floor and put them on.

I never went for a fully black outfit but today is different.

I leave my room after taking my phone with me and go downstairs hoping this headache would just stop. I enter the kitchen looking for my parents but I find it empty with a few plates placed in the sink.

"Mom." I call as I look in their bedroom but it's empty too. "I'm here." She calls back and I enter the living room to find her there.

"How are you feeling?" She asks with a worried smile. "Good." I answer her as I force a smile and sit next to her.

"Where is dad?" I ask her hoping she wouldn't mention last night. "He has some work." She tells me and I just nod pretending to know what that movie is as I keep my eyes on the TV screen.

"What happened last night?" She asks looking at me.

"I thought it was water." I answer looking back at her.

I won't mention who gave it to me or why since it will only freak her out. And the last thing I want is for her to get worried over such a stupid thing. I can handle Sasha and I will but the memory of kissing him won't just disappear even though I tried to ignore it the entire morning.

I have no idea what came up to me. Kissing him was a mistake; he hates me and kissing him will only make it worse. He is probably laughing about it now.

"Your friend last night was really good." She tells me and I just nod smiling not knowing which friend that is.

They aren't my friends.

"Your dad can't give you a ride. I will just call the driver." She says standing and leaving the living room.

"I can walk there." I say following her. "No, not after last night. Your dad and I got really worried about you." She tells me and I just leave it to that.

Fifteen minutes later the car stops in front of the school building, I thank the driver as I leave and cross the street once the sign turns to green.

"Michelle." I hear someone calling and I turn to find Chloe. She is wearing a pink shirt with light jeans which suits her perfectly.

"Hey." I greet with a smile. "How are you?" She asks once she reaches me. "I'm fine." I lie.