Alison Lawrence didn't know what having a tough life meant and had everything handed to her on a golden plate. Her life was immaculate with the perfect and caring boyfriend in it and a reign that mattered the world to her, both things she never want...
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A L I S O N
"Let me sleep," I sighed from the bed while someone was opening the window, the sunlight hitting my eyes instantly.
"You have had already enough sleep for today, Alison Lawrence." It didn't sound like my best friend's voice and she would never use my surname but maybe I was just wasted. I wasn't paying attention to anything else except for what happened at yesterday's party.
"Ugh, fine." I decided to let the tiredness aside and lost no time in getting up, my head still aching a bit from whatever happened yesterday. As my eyes got back their focus, I found someone seated on the sofa across the room. Someone very familiar and... Shit. It was my mother.
"Mom?! What are you doing here?" My eyes widen at the exact moment she raises her eyebrow at me, my mind a mess. Last night, was terrible and I had the feeling that this day wouldn't get any better.
My mother, Katherine, was wearing a red flowy dress, her dark blonde hair straightened. Somehow her use of black eyeliner made her green eyes even prettier and all I would have given anything to like her right now but I was exactly the opposite.
I was still wearing Matt's blue shirt, my caramel brown hair in a messy ponytail and my makeup, which comprised smokey black eyes and a nude lipstick, was already messed up.
Last night destroyed me inside and outside. I felt dirty. I wanted to rip my skin off to get rid of the strong feeling I had of shame.
"Carol called me last night, so I wouldn't get worried about you not coming back home!" She screamed at me, anger clear in her voice. Behind all the makeup, I could perfectly see the bags she had under her eyes and how they were puffy. She probably cried with worry.
I was such a horrible daughter. The only thing I had to do was call her last night when arriving at my friend's house. I totally forgot about it.
Damn it.
Well, that was the last thing I would remember with all that happened with Scott. Just the thought of him made my hands tremble.
He left the room, making me sob. Maybe I don't love you anymore. His words reverberated all over my skin and it hit right in my heart. It was shattered.
I could still have a chance with my boyfriend though. Ex now. He used the word maybe. I was such a fool to think like that but I still wanted to have his support, love, and presence by my side. How would I go to school on Monday with no one by my side? No one was with me. I was alone for the first time in my life and the night didn't get any better after Matt and Scott started to fight.
It just got worse.
So, I stayed in bed thinking about the moments that Scott and I had as a couple. There were a lot, and I didn't find possible to miss a person that much. It had been a few hours since we broke up but it truly felt like an eternity.
