Aspen Tate had everything; wealthy parents, all the newest trends, popularity, good grades, the hottest boy in school and the best friends anyone could ask for. But her life isn't as perfect ad it seems. When her world starts to fall apart, who will...
It's been four days since my parents practically kidnaped me and cut me off from the world. I've been to school everyday, only being spoken to by the teachers and Liam. Not Sage, Not Axel, not Danny, not even Alice. I don't know what I've done, but she obviously thinks I've done something. I've tried talking to her, but no, she won't have it. It's now Friday. One more day and I can leave school. But I don't know what's worse, being at school and being ignored, or being at home with my devils of parents.
I get dressed, not tying too hard like I used to, but still making myself look nice.
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I sit silently in the car as my father drives me to school. These past four days have hurt me so much, I've given up trying to fight them. I just sit there and take the pain. I no longer smile or try to look happy at school, im not happy, and whoever sees it sees it. Im done hiding and faking. I'll just sit quietly, let the world go on around me. I've played my part, I have no use. I'm just a waste of space and valuable air.
•••••••••••• The day went on as usual, nothing being said to me. Painful walks up and down the halls, an expressionless face. I'm no longer being stared at, everyone's found something else to gossip about. I'm just another no body. That's ok, though. Im getting used to it.
At the end of the day, I didn't feel like going home straight away, so I wait until the halls are empty, and I slide down the lockers and sit on the hard floor. I kind of want to cry, but I have no tears left. I'm not sure if I have emotions any more, or if I have too many. Maybe living with my torturous parents has carved me out and left me just a shell of a person. I don't know. I don't know a lot of things now. I don't know who I am. I don't know who I'm supposed to be. I don't know if I'll ever be normal again. I don't know if I'll ever escape my parents. I don't know if I'll ever see Mikey again. I don't know if I'll even live much longer...
I guess you could say I've gotten a bit lost in my thoughts, because I don't notice the boy sit next to me until he starts talking. "Don't look so sad." I turn my head towards him. He looks the same age as me, and his ash brown hair is in a fluffy quiff and he's wearing black rimmed glasses. "I'm not." I say bluntly. "You are. I'm Isaac by the way." "I'm Apsen. The schools biggest loner." I reply, rolling my eyes. He chuckles a bit. "You're not. I mean, yeah you're a loner, but not the biggest." "Wow. Way to make me feel better." I say sarcastically. "Oh. Sorry. I'm guess what I'm trying to say is I've been watching." This guy is really weird, like who says that? "Uhhh. Ok? Not creepy at all." "No. Not like that. I mean I've seen your life fall apart." "Wow. You're so nice, you know that? Real subtle." I say, my eyebrows raised. I hear him groan. "Gosh. I'm sorry. I'm not the best with people." "I haven't noticed." I sass. "Now look who's nice." He replies with just as much sass. I shrug. "You need a taste of your own medicine." He shakes his head, a sparkling smile on his face. "Anyway, what I've been trying to tell you is that I've seen these events unfold. You lose everything. I've seen you go from this popular, confident, witty girl to this depressed, emotionless shell of a human being. And it's not attractive." I scoff. "So what you're saying is that you're not sorry for me for feeling this way, you're sorry because I'm not attractive anymore?" He shakes his head innocently. "No. Definitely not. You're definitely attractive. I-I mean you're not not attractive, but you're not attractive? Ahhh, what am I saying?!" I laugh. "I got it. I'm not bad looking, I'm attractive, but not attractive in a way that makes you like me, right?" I ask, amused by his awkwardness. He smiles. "Thank you!" He exclaims. "Now that we've cleared that up, let me continue. You're all upset and, like, ugh, so, Im here to make a proposal." "Ugh, dude, we just met. I'm not gonna marry you!" I exclaim, joking. "No. Not that proposal! I'm here to make a proposal of helping you out of this deep, dark hole you're in. I've been in your place once and I know it hurts, so I want to help. Consider me being your rock." He smiles. I laugh. "Thanks for the offer, dude, but I'm cool. Totally fine, ok? Just forget it." I stand up off the floor and put my bag on. He stands up after me. "Look, please consider it. I'm just trying to help. At least let me take you out, get to know you better." I smirk. "I'll think about it." He smiles. "Uh, ok! Cool, yeah ok." I laugh and salute him "Later dude."
—————————— A/N Ahhhhhh! Finally, Isaac is here! You have no idea how excited I have been just to introduce him!!!! Gahhh! I love their conversation lol 😂❤
