Something Used

Bad Decisions

I slept past my alarm on purpose. Screw school for the day. I wasn't up for it. I couldn't get sleep at all last night, and now I'm completely drained on any physical activity. Jeremy had come in to wake me a couple times but I didn't budge. He could find a ride. I wanted to get myself together before I could jump into things. Me time. That stuff was always important. When I knew that my parents had left for work, and Jeremy for school, I sat up. I would have to answer to my parents later. The house was dead silent, I liked it like this. I reached over to grab my phone and noticed a piece of paper tucked underneath it. I flipped around in my bed and my eyes darted towards the window. It was open. Dear god. I already knew. I picked it up timidly and took a deep breath before opening it.

-I want to answer. You deserve that much. Let me. Damon.-

I crumbled it up and threw it in the trash. So much for leaving me alone. This guy really just didn't get the idea. He didn't care about me that much either it turns out. If he did, he would've honored what I said last night. I decide not to text him. Instead I force myself to get out of bed and get ready.

After my shower, I got dressed in short shorts and a loose t-shirt. I then headed downstairs to the kitchen to make myself some coffee. I sat on a seat by the counter and scrolled through my phone to pass time. Instagram was boring. I stayed caught up with my snapchats. I got plenty from Caroline and Bonnie, asking me where I was. I simply replied with the 'I'm sick' excuse. I went to my texts and found no texts from Xavier ever since before the game last night. I couldn't help but think that something was up.

TEXT: ~hey:) good morning.~ 2/09/2018 8:03am

XAVIER: ~morning.~ 2/09/2018 8:04am

REPLY: ~is everything okay?~ 2/09/2018 8:06am

He was so transparent. He was being so terse so I knew something was up.

XAVIER: ~I guess. Where did you go last night?~ 2/09/2018 8:10am

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. What do I say, what do I say. I am wracked with guilt as I type out a lie.

REPLY: ~I got sick and went to the bathroom. I have a stomach bug so I didn't come to school today. I'm sorry I couldn't stay for the rest of your game. I really wanted to. I felt horrible. I should've texted you to let you know. I'm really sorry for leaving you without an answer.~ 02/09/2018 8:15am

XAVIER: ~oh damn that sucks. I didn't know, but it explains a lot. I hope you feel better soon:/~ 02/09/2018 8:16am

REPLY: ~thank you:) did you guys win?~ 02/09/2018 8:18am

XAVIER: ~yeah we did. wish you were there.~ 02/09/2018 8:20am

REPLY: ~next time for sure:)~ 02/09/2018 8:22am

After that, my texts started coming after long periods of time. He was most likely in class. I gave it a rest for a bit and decided to do something else to busy myself. I began cleaning the house here and there. I rearranged stuff, swept the floor, brushed off dust from furniture, and ended it with wiping the house windows clean. The clock read 11:15am when I got done. Not going to school had really elongated my days into endless hours. I was slumped on the couch, with nothing to do. I wanted to get drunk, but it was eleven in the freaking morning. I knew I didn't have a problem but drinking really did relieve problems and boredom. I needed a girl's night. I felt like I was suffocated by too many boys. Well, just one boy now due to last night's ordeal. The memory made me angry. I wanted to smack myself senseless for being so stupid. What's done is done though. I went back to the kitchen counter and snatched my phone. I shot a quick text to a girl I knew was always wanting to get down.