Hope

Chapter 8

Leigh's P.O.V

I parked my car on the driveway and jumped out and rang the doorbell only to be met with silence .

Strange why is she not home?
Probably on a shopping spree.

I went on the back and stared at the tree in our backyard.

"Only one way in." I muttered and started climbing the tree and reached for the branch close to my bedroom window and slid it open and jumped down.

I took a quick hot shower and changed into a pink tank top and black shorts and went down the stairs to the kitchen and made myself a sandwich and rushed to back to my room grabbing my laptop from the study and plopped down on the bed and resumed watching '13 reasons why'

The worst thing about watching '13 reasons why' is that you keep hoping someone will help Hannah but no one will.

Hearing the door open downstairs , I paused the video.

"Are you home Leigh?" My mom called out walking up the stairs to my room.

"Yes."

"Strange , I thought you forgot to take the keys again." She said more to herself than me.

And I did.

"How was school?"

"It was fine." I replied with a low voice.

"Glad to hear. And don't you hang out with that girl anymore? I don't see her often." She asked curiously.

My heart ached after hearing about my only best friend who dumped me, "We do hangout at school but she's a bit busy lately." I lied.

She nodded , "I was just worried that you weren't friends anymore. Call her home if she's free okay?"

"I'll try."

"Anyways here you go." She said giving me the box of jewels I asked few days back.

"Don't eat all at once." She winked and left.

I watched one more episode and shut off my laptop and sat on my study to start off with my homework in order by urgency and by how scary I find the teacher.

"Leigh! Dinner is ready , come down." My mom called.

"Coming." I yelled back and rushed down the stairs to the kitchen and sat down in the chair.

"Where's dad?" I asked.

"Work." She replied with a smile but the sad glint in her eye told me otherwise.

I nodded and started eating dinner and later helped washing the dishes and went back into my room.

I bent down and slid my hand under the bed feeling a hard cover of the book I needed and pulled out and turned to a fresh page and started to write .

Late at night is when I think
And try to I clear my head
I often stay awake all night
Just laying in my bed

As soon as I get comfy
Thoughts start racing in
I start to question everything
and regret my every sin

At first the thoughts are gentle
Like what will I do tomorrow
But as time crawls by; they escalate
Till I'm drowning in my sorrow

I think of all my failures
Every detail of what I did wrong
After hours of reliving pain
I convince myself I don't belong

I suddenly feel isolated
and like the silence will never end
I feel like I will never escape
There's too much I just can't mend

I feel overpowered and worthless
Like I'll never do anything right
I hide till the world fades away
And I'm awoken by the light

I realize a new day has come
It's time to put on a brave face
I put those negative thoughts away
Until I return to this place

(A/N originally written by Willow Anne)

With a sigh, I closed the book and slid it under the bed and plopped down on the bed staring at the ceiling and recollected today's events and a soft smile played on my lips.

Today wasn't so bad after all.

I closed my eyes and soon fell into a light dreamless sleep.

At 2:00 am

I woke up to the sound of screaming and yelling downstairs of my parents and slowly got up and peeked outside my door.

"I gave you a chance and why are you doing this again?" Her voice low and it held venom.

"Stop stalking my phone behind my back! She's just a colleague." My dad yelled rubbing his temples.

"Just a colleague ?" She let out a humorless laugh and continued , "Who you call every 5am in the morning ? Text for hours? Take pictures too close – "

My dad cut her off , "Shut up Eva! Why can't you fucking listen!"

I could barely focus their words as my heart pounded against my chest was way too loud and I started shaking.

"Oh my gosh." I kept mumbling to my self and closed my eyes not wanting to see their worst fight ever.

My eyes snapped open as they both screamed 'divorce' and their voices died down.

I went back to my bed and curled up in a ball and cried my eyes out and fell asleep after tossing and turning for nearly an hour.

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