left behind |☆

chapter 03

Stella Morgan's POV

i woke up today breathing heavily And i was sweating profusely.i took some time to recognise my surroundings . my heart was pounding with all that adrenaline rush. i wanted to pacify myself with a glass of water, but all this has left me weak and trembling.this the first time in a long time i had a nightmare about her.Ashley was my best friend since kindergarten she was the most crazy and witty one among us.Also,no one could say no to her ,she was cute and always had a way to make me smile even when i was at my worse.while i was the quiet one ,she was always the energetic and the one who doesn't stop talking,but i loved being with her she always knew how to take my mind away of my darkest thoughts.But apparently her demons were much darker than mine,and no one knew that ,she never showed a sign of depression what's so over.I remember the day i found her laying in her bathroom floor with her wrists cut open and the once white bathroom floor became crimson red with all of the blood coming out of her wrists.Nobody knows why she did what she did,she didn't leave a suicide note,or even said goodbye,she just left and walked out of my life just like everybody did.She knew how i felt but still she walked away from me,call me selfish for thinking like this but she knew and she didn't fucking care and i hate her for leaving me alone in the world where i thought was better off without me and when i tried to kill myself she was the who stopped me,but i couldn't do that for her .I hate her because she left without keeping any of her promises to never leave me alone or never make me cry.I hate her because she couldn't come to college with me like we planned.I hate that i misse her everyday and i hate her because she was the only person left for me and she was the only one that i cared about, but just like everyone else she left me without a goodbye or an explanation and she chose death over me.Just like my mother chose her rich boyfriend over me.or when my father chose drugs over his daughter.

with these thoughts in my head i kept looking out of the window blankly.Storm came and sat on my lap as if he noticed i was sad.i remember when i found him with a wounded leg and he was so tiny and kept trying to walk but failed every time ,that day was freezing and the snow wouldn't stop falling so i took him to the veterinary and took him back to my apartment i called him storm because of the circumstances that i found him in.he was wounded and lost and alone in this big bad world he kind of reminded me of my self.
"hey body" i said patting his head
'woof woof' he barked i chuckled at him and looked at my alarm ,it was already 6:30 am .i removed storm from my lap and made my way to the bathroom.after brushing my teeth and taking a shower i made my way to the kitchen and storm was trailing behind me.i gave him his breakfast and i fried some eggs and bacon and ate them along with some orange juice.After breakfast i washed the dishes and went back to my room to wear my clothes since it was fall it was cold outside and in NY city it is pretty cold so i decided to wear a nude sweater with some ripped black jeans and styled them with a pair of suede black ankle boots.i styled my hair in a messy bun.It was 7:15am and i decided it was time to head to college i snatched my books and stuffed them in my leather backpack and made my way to the door ,Storm was waiting for me by the door it was a way of him to say goodbye i patted his head "see you later storm" i said while holding the keys and closing the apartment's door.

i made it to my class at 7:45am and i found it empty.Professor Robinson was there to i greeted him and took my usual seat in the front "good morning to you too miss Morgan" he said cheerfully. Mr.Robinson was one of the few college teachers who were witty and he has great methods of teaching.people started coming in and i took my book and put on my glasses.

after a long lecture about the American economy system professor Robinson dismissed us but without making everyone laugh before going out.while i was on my way out i heard someone calling my name .i knew who it was so i just pretended to not hear him and kept walking i heard quick footsteps behind me and i groaned then i felt a hand on my shoulder and i turned to face the annoying Mason Dissick "what?"i snapped at him,today wasn't my day."hey!!you look nice today .but who am i kidding you always look nice" he said smiling at me . you see Mason is one of the most famous fuckboys around here and once he puts a girl in his mind he wouldn't stop until he gets in her pants.i turned around and started walking and he kept walking alongside with me "so i'm having a party in the frat house tonight why won't you come?" he asked and i knew the only way to get rid of him was to say yes "yeah sure" i said in bored tone his face lightened up and he started grinning "really? great i'll see you there then" he said and he finally left.i scoffed yeah see you around i said in my head i would never go to a party.

i went to the next class and that's how the rest of the day went by.Lucky me i hadn't run into Mason again.now i was walking and i found a bench since today was my day off i didn't have to be in a hurry to go to the restaurant that i'm working in as a waitress. i was deep in my thoughts when i felt someone sitting beside me but i didn't turn to see who it was i just hoped it wasn't Mason.
i felt a finger poking my shoulder and that brought me out of my thoughts i turned to see who it was and i recognised him,he was the guy that i bumped in a few days ago,he was smiling at me "hi" he said.   

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