Chapter 42

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Filler chapter- Sorryyy

I wake up to the sound of my alarm, my ears were quite unfamiliar to the sound. I was used to Vi banging on the door every morning. School holidays were over and even though everyone kept saying it was alright to skip another day of school. I needed this. I needed some sort of distraction. Besides I'd missed enough school from last term.

I yawn pulling the blinds, the house was extremely silent. I despised it. I changed quickly before grabbing my books for school. As I finished making breakfast I realised I'd need to go shopping soon. After staying at Madeleine's house I didn't have t worry about cooking or any other housework. I suppose I might as well get used to it. I grimace, chores were always my least favourite thing.

The pang of loneliness hits me again as it had frequently in the last few days. Just as I'm about to drown in self pity I hear the familiar honk of Laila's car. I drag my bag from the table before locking the front door to the house.

I yank open the car door. "Good Morning." Laila chirps. 

"....Hi." I say trying to smile. She seemed to perky, maybe it was just me.

" That's all I get. I gave you a full on Good Morning. And you give me some hi." She imitates me trying to get a genuine smile out of me. 

"Just drive before we're late to school." She nods and jerks the car slightly and I immediately sit up from my slouched position panicked.

"Breath. I know how to drive." Laila looks at me like I'm an alien. I sit back again clenching my hands slightly. My fear would never be completely banished, I still had occasionally panic attack moments which I managed to keep to my self. 

The rest of the ride was rather silent just the sound of Laila tapping her hands against the steering wheel which made me highly uncomfortable. She kept giving me side glances like she had to say something to me. It was getting frustrating.

"Spit it out." I sigh.

"You don't have to go today. You were given full pardon off school for another week. Hell I would take that ANY time." Laila says trying to sound reasonable.

"I want to. I don't see why I can't. What am I going to do at home? Mope? I need to occupy myself. School is the next best thing."

"But.."

"No. It's my choice. Anyway too late now. We're here now." I say getting out of the car waiting for her.

"Okay finee. Just if you want to go home. Tell me." She groans eventually by the time we've walked to mentor group. 

"Thank you. Really." I smile giving her a side hug before sitting down.  I hadn't noticed it before but the stares from classmates were all intimidating. I had forgotten about the fact that many people knew the basic story. Many looks I was being given were of pity while others I could barely read. 

I turned away trying to focus on whatever Laila was talking to me about. This day was going to be harder to get through then I thought.

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I walk into the house my eyes being drawn to the living room. I hadn't really used the room since I'd moved back in. My bedroom was the main place I was. Walking into the kitchen is when I realise how messy this house has gotten.Well it wasn't really the entire house, just the kitchen and my bedroom. Both were filled with used plates and mugs. I could also say my laundry had been a tad bit neglected.

I press my lips together. Did I want to procrastinate and go do something less tedious or I could clean up the house. I crinkle my eyes looking at the kitchen sink's mess trying to make it look smaller. I shake my head, I can't let this place turn into a dump.

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