Gemini
Dan seemed to have disappeared from the face of earth. I've called him multiple times, but all times it only went to voice mail. I guess this is how Vester must feel, because I haven't exactly been answering any of her call either. I just didn't want to talk to her. I might make our conversation personal, and deep, which I really didn't want to do. The last time I legitimately went into personal mode was when I had to go for therapy.
"Gem, breakfast is ready." My dad called from the kitchen. My stomach grumbled at the mention of food. I hadn't eaten last night, and I was eating very little nowadays. I looked at my dustbin, that was filled to the brim with paper, and chocolate wrappers. Dan eats alot of chocolates. Might as well kill two birds with one stone; I took the bag with all the rubbish and walked to the kitchen.
"Oh, leave that there, Gem." My dad says, licking bacon grease from his fingers. Disgusting. Sitting down on the kitchen counter, I look at my plate of bacon and toast anticipatorily. I greedily attack my food, completely forgetting about my diet regime.
"Well someone's hungry." My dad chuckled, chucking the plastic plate he just ate from into the sink. I soon repeated his action, and washed my hands. Today, I decided to hang out with my dad. Both of us agreed to a movie marathon, and we planned on staying up late, without any disruptions.
"You know, Gem, you'll have to go to school soon." He claims seriously as I put in the Mean Girls CD. "I'll go soon enough, Dad, drop it." I answer casually. "No, Gemini," His eyes are fixed on mine as he talks,"You already missed too much school. You missed three weeks of school, god dammit. I'm not going to let you waste away in your bedroom with paper. It's good that-" "Okay, I'll go! You don't have to give me a speech." I smile at how much he was prepared to persuade me to go to school again,"I'll go tomorrow. But you'll have to tell them why I didn't come. I don't want those asses asking me why." "They called yesterday, so all's cool." He's back to his normal chill self, which I'm thankful for. He rarely gets mad, if at all, but when he does, he goes absolutely mental.
Forgetting about all that, I watch the movie, after movie after movie. Moving pictures are my therapy for when I'm sad or whatever, like I said when I was watching Bambi days ago. The rest of the day contained watching movies of all genre, popcorn and fun. I missed these times with my dad, and they almost remind me of the times my mum was still alive, and both of us would joke about naming the then unborn baby something hysterical like Pickles. My mood instantly changes, and I'm sad again; and I feel like crying. For Gods sake, Gem, get over yourself.
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I groaned internally, and picked up the cheap alarm clock and hurled it to the floor, which ended its vexatious ringing. Reluctantly getting up, I wipe the sleep off my eyes and take a glance at the little clock on my bedside table, that I would, never in a million years, break.
6:31, it read. I had lots of time to get ready, so I took my time. I stretched, which resulted in a small sound that comes when you crack a bone. I sleepily wash my face and brush my teeth, getting rid of the horrible taste in my mouth. To be extra sure, I gargle some mint mouthwash, that says, and I quote, 'guarantees 24 hour freshness, all day long'. I laugh lightly at the mention of the day two times.
Stepping out of my pajama shorts and cotton ACDC shirt, I get into the shower and have a slow shower, quietly singing a song that I heard on the radio when I was with Dan. After I finished, I dried off and sat on my bed. I was stark naked, and goosebumps covered my skin as I rolled on my blanket. Enjoying the tingle on my skin, I stay like that for a few minutes before getting dressed. I put on some clean underwear and a bra, obviously, and a black denim button-up top and blood red jeans. I brushed my hair harshly and I swore when the brush got caught in tangles. "I'm cutting my hair today." I decided, pulling the brush out of my hair and tying the troublesome locks together with a rubber band.
I packed my back, throwing in extra pens and paper, along with the book of private things. Throwing the bag over my shoulder, I unplug my phone from its charger, and go into the kitchen to take two breakfast bars. I leave a note for my dad saying I already left, because with my damaged self he might think I ran away to the woods to live on fruits and plants. Oh, I'm too funny.
I start the car and put on the mix tape Dan made for me when we were gross and 14. I giggled at the memories of us staying up all night, and at our stupid confessions of who we liked. He wouldn't tell me who, but I'm pretty sure it's Cindy. Who's she, you may ask? Only the most prudish girl in the entire school. I drive past the playground, slowing down. I stop the car, and jump out. I chuckle, as I see Hunter perched on the tree reading a book.
"Hey, Hunter." I say, waving for him to look at me. He finally notices me, and a huge smile is plastered on his face. "Hey Gem!" He closes the book and jumps off the tree. "Where have you been? You've gone AWOL."
"Yeah, sorry about that... I was busy." I avoid looking at his eyes. He seems desperate to know what I was doing. "For what, three quarters of a month?" He asks, demanding. I feel his eyes burning through my hair head. "Just drop it." I say a bit louder and he stops whatever he was going to say, looking at me quizzically. Then, a rustling is heard, and who else could it be other than Autumn. Great, now I'll have nothing to do but face her.
Her grin drops as soon as she sees me, and she runs over. She asks the same questions Hunter asked, patronizing me into giving her the answers. I groan, "I was fucking busy, Vester. Shut the fuck up!" I finally yell, and when I expect a hurt expression from her, she looks at me coolly, and takes out something from her bag.
I freeze as soon as I see her holding up a picture of my mum, my sister and I. "We need to talk." She says sternly. Fuck.
hey guys. wow this photo is a friendship breaker. anyway, i have decided that i'm not going to update until a certain goal is passed.
so, for the next update to happen there has to be 5 votes, yes, only 5 votes. *lame*
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