Unreachable- Louis Tomlinson

Chapter 14

It's Monday morning and I'm lying in my bed, in doubt about whether I should go to school or not. If I do, people will probably laugh at me. If I don't I miss important lessons. No I can't go. I don't need to see Monica or Louis or anyone else. I sigh and turn around in bed. There's a knock on my door. 'Hey sis, you ok?' Jay is standing in the doorway. I turn around to face him. 'Could you call the school and tell them I'm not coming today?' He nods slowly. 'Yeah sure. Are you sick?' 'Sort of.' He seems to understand what I mean and leaves the room to go downstairs. I fall back onto the pillow and close my eyes. I should get some more sleep. 

The whole house is quiet when I wake up again. But that doesn't mean anything. You never know when my mum comes home and I haven't seen her for 2 days or so. I can't be that lucky forever. I look through my window outside, the sun is shining weakly through the clouds. How long have i slept? My phone is lying on the floor. It probably fell. I pick it up, stretching my arm out of my bed, and check the time. It's just a little passed 11 AM. Maybe I should get out of bed and take a shower.

I quickly get up, immediately regretting my decision when the warmth of my bed leaves my body. With my body shivering I go to the bathroom and lock the door. The bathroom is always warmer than the other rooms.

I undress and wait for the water to become hot before stepping into the shower. After washing my air I sit down on the ground. I always do that when I have things to think about. This time it's about a lot of things, but to my surprise mainly about the car and the man. It's just so weird. Maybe I should tell Jay about it? No he wouldn't remember dad's car. He was too little. And my mum, ha, she would just pretend she never heard me.

The hot water streams down my body while I close my eyes, trying to figure out what to do. After awhat feels like 3 hours I open them again wondering how long i've been in the shower. I should probably get out. I don't want to waste so much water. Reluctantly, I turn off the water and get out of the shower. Great more shivers, just what I needed.

After I finish in the bathroom, with my hair and clothes, I go downstairs quietly, hoping there's no one home. My prayers are answered when I realize the house is empty. Where even is my mother? Well as long as it's not here, I can live with it to be honest. I go to the kitchen to make myself some breakfast, more like a lunch actually, when the doorbell rings. Who could that be?

I make my way to the door curiously trying to recognize the shadows outside. There's definitely someone standing in front of the door. It's a tale figure, probably a man. I open the door slowly. A politely smiling Louis is revealed when I open it.

'Louis, What are you doing here?'

'Hi Dina, I ehm, I wanted to see if you're alright.'

I stare at him, wondering what he means.

'You know after..' He explains awkwardly. Oh wait, now I remember. And I definitely didn't forget that Louis defended Monica in front of me even though everyone knew she had done it. My whole mood changes. 'Can I come in?' Louis suggests when he notices I'm not going to step away from the door. 'Why? So you can tell who did it?'

He sighs deeply, knowing I'm still mad. 'Dina, I don't know who did it.' He tries, but I can see he's lying to himself. Why is he even doing that? I just don't get him any more. 'Louis, I know who did it and you know who did it.'

'Dina, you don't know that.' 'I don't understand you, you told me I should stick up for myself more! And she is not getting away with this!' I cross my arms in front do my chest and look up at him. He doesn't seem to have anything to say against that. 'I also don't understand why you're defending her!' He doesn't respond. I stare into his eyes, trying to get a reaction, but he remains silent. When I'm about to step back to close the door something blocks my way. I realize Louis put his foot between the door preventing me form closing it. 'I'm defending here because she is my girlfriend!' He starts. 'And if you're going to punish her for something she might not even have done, then you are as bad as you think she is!' I'm taken aback by his statement. I could never be as bad as she is, even if I tried. 'Well, then what are you still doing here?!' Two girls on the other side of the street look around, wondering where all the voices are coming from. Louis has to leave, I don't want any more people thinking I'm weird. 'Go away Louis.' Again I try to close the door, but his foot is in the way. 'Monica was right when she said we shouldn't be friends.' Louis whispers before turning around and walking away quickly. I watch him turn around the corner before finally closing my front door. Releasing a few sobs, I sit down in the hallway, closing my eyes. A single tear rolls down my cheek. I let Monica get in the way of my friendship with Louis. For years I let her embarrass me in public. She finally has what she wanted.

It surprised me that Emily hadn't called or texted through the day. Usually, when I'm not in school she even stops by to check if I don't have to go to the hospital or something. Since Saturday she hasn't talked to me at all. Not that I have talked to her. I guess that I just needed some time alone. Maybe I should pay her a visit tomorrow. Although I still don't want to go to school. If it's up to Emily, people will be reminded of this forever.

I spend the day lying on the sofa, watching TV. To my own surprise I'm even watching South Park, something Jay always watches. I never really liked it, but I've got nothing better to do so..

'What are you doing?' I almost fall off the sofa when I hear a familiar voice behind me. When I sit up, my thoughts are confirmed. Mum made it home. I was so focused on the show,t hat I didn't even hear her come in. 'I asked you something.' She shouts and turns around walking to the kitchen. 'Come and help me.' I notice she has a bag in her hand. Did she get lost in the grocery store for two days?