I want to float away.

Chapter 2: I'm quiet

I open my eyes and I am blinded by the light, seeping through the blinds in my bedroom.
I have school today..... I don't want to go. Is it even worth it? Going to a place which I'll leave in a few years and never return to again.
I pull the covers off myself and sit up.
The tears start to well up in the corners of my eyes. No not again. My eyes ache from crying but I...I just can't stop the tears from flowing, no matter how hard I try.
" ENRICO!" I hear my dad shout, quickly I wipe away the tears.
The door handle clicks and he opens it. " morning son......you've been crying h-haven't you." He says shakily.
I don't respond. He stares at me with sad eyes. 

" we have that appointment after school today, to help you with how you're feeling." He says smiling at me, trying to lift my spirits.
If I have to sit with one of those fucking  therapists again ,I will go crazy.
" I'm not going dad." I mumble, my face is blank.

" you're going, I don't care what you say." He says with a stern expression plastered on his face.
I can see right through my farther, he speaks like a lion but I can see in his heart when he is worried or scared about me.
" did you take your antidepressants Enrico." He says to me.
I nod my head.
" good.... Um get ready for school you'll be late if you don't get up." Dad says walking out of my room, letting the slam behind him.
I didn't take my antidepressants, I just said that because.... I don't know I guess I don't want him to be worried about me anymore.

I climb out of bed and stretch my arms up. I walk over to my dresser and take out my clothes for today.
I'll wear a plain white top and black jeans. The most simplistic pieces of Clothing I could've picked. " Enrico hurry you still need to have breakfast!" My dad shouts up.
I don't feel hungry, I haven't felt very hungry for a while. I get dressed quickly and walk down stairs.

I am greeted by my father sitting on the dining room table. His fork in one hand and his knife in the other.
" hey...... I made you some eggs and toast." He says to me.
" thanks." I say quietly.
Slowly I walk to the table and sit down.
" how was your sleep last night? " my dad asks. I stare at him for a moment then don't answer. Obviously it wasn't good, I had to force myself to sleep with medicine.
No...... I feel the tears running down my face, I wish this would just stop.
" son...." My dad says worried.
I get up and grab my bag,  Take my lunch from the fridge, put my hoodie on then walk out without saying goodbye. This world makes me feel on edge, anything could happen to you at any moment. In two seconds I could get hit by a car, I could suddenly die in school. There's so much bad things that could happen.

In a matter of minutes I arrive at school, I stare up the the gates...the gates to hell. This place is like hell. People taking all the time, it makes my head hurt. It's useless to come here. I can't concentrate when I'm here, I just wish I was in bed right now.
I walk in.....immediately I feel eyes watching me, I know they're watching me. Everyone.
I walk into the school building and head straight to my homeroom.
At the back is where I always sit, far away from the homeroom teacher, and everybody else.
Slowly the room starts flooding with students all eager to learn. I rest my head on the table and close my eyes. All I can seen is nothing  and then someone stretches their arm out and start calling to me. " hello, hello hello?!" I snap out of my thoughts and look up. I feel my cheeks that are now covered with tears.
This girl is standing in front of me....I've never seen her before .
" may I take that seat next to you." She says smiling happily.
I nod and rest my head back down.
"Morning students settle down and let me take the morning register."
" James , Kelly, kassima, Enrico."
I say a quite here.
" Evelyn." The girl next to me answers.
The bell rings and I quickly get up and leave. The quicker this school day is over the better.

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