Fading Away

Chapter Seven

  Have you ever had those days where everything around is shattering and you just want to scream? Well, that's me today.

   Ever since my mother died, my life has been this horrifying roller coaster that would never end. I been falling asleep to a nightmare every night. I wonder if Evan saw me. I wonder what kind of person he thinks I am.

  In movies, there's always this amazing happy ending, but in reality it's nothing like that at all. I'm still waiting on this amazing happy ending because part of me as so much hope,while the other part, doesn't care.

  I got up and turned on some music from my beats stereo. Fancy by Iggy Azalea was playing. I closed my eyes and swayed my hips to the music.

  What am I doing?

I walked over to the stereo and turned off the blasting music. I slid down my wall and ran my fingers through my hair.

   Come on Mila, don't think about her.

   I screamed out of fustration in my hands. Tears started blurring my vision. I sat there with with no emotion on my face, but had tears dripping down my cheek.

  I'm a wreck.

  I rested my head on my knees. I felt a sudden presence arrive and I knew exactly who it was. Evan. He sat next to me and rubbed my back. I lifted head up to look at him. He had sadness in his eyes. I wrapped my arms around him and burried my face into the crook of his neck.

  "Hey. Don't cry." he said, grabbing the sides of my face. "I'm sorry I can't help it. Just thinking about my mo-" "Shhh, you don't have to explain. I don't want you to cry, I want your cheeks to hurt from smiling, I want your stomach to hurt from laughing, and I want you to be happy. Okay?" he whispered in my ear, calming me down.

   "It'll get better soon, I promise. We may not know when, but we'll get there." he stroked my hair. I sighed and said, "How do you know for sure?" "Because I have faith." he gave me a soft smile.

  "Faith isn't real." I said shaking my head. "Neither are ghosts." he said winking at me.

   Faith huh?