|The Tomboy And The Trouble Maker|

Chapter 12:That's The Day...It's Friday, September 23rd-The Hardest day

Sadly the week passes by in a blink of an eye and I feel nothing like myself.

During this day I lost a big part of my life. This day brings up all the great and positive as well as horrible memories. My eyes water every now and then as this was the last day I saw my mother.

Today is Friday, September 23rd.

I have college today, however my dad called in saying that I won't be able to attend. However, boys and everyone else are now in college, probably having History or so.

And I'm just here, sitting down and looking at some pictures of my mum while laying down on my bed.

Time flew by. Hour after hour, day after day and year after year. It's been so long and I'm still here missing and hurting from my past.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Come in" I sit up on my bed.

Dad peeks his head into the room while looking around. He comes inside while closing the doors and sitting next to me. He takes my hands into his and hugs me right after.

I hate being like this, I really freaking do!

Tears again prickled up in my eyes and seconds later they flowed down my cheeks.

I don't want dad nor Jake to seem me like this, so I hug dad tighter and stay into his arms while breathing deeply.

'Why is everything turning upside down on this day?' I think to myself. I understand that it's serious and melancholic, however I can't control myself and my emotions, add to that everything goes the complete opposite direction to what it was originally supposed to be.

There was yet again another knock on the door.

I let go of dad and look up on the clock.

'How long was I like this with dad?' I think to myself as I see the time. Probably for about 20 minutes, maybe more.

I wipe my face, go through my eyes with my hand and sniff in a bit more of oxygen.

"Come in" Dad says and lightly smiles at me while putting a strain of hair behind my ear.

In a blink of an eye doors open revealing boys. They all came inside-all dressed in black, with flowers and sad smiles on their faces. The atmosphere was quiet heavy and sad.

I look away for a moment to adjust my vision, clean my eyes and fake a little smile. However I probably look horrible-I couldn't sleep at night so my eyes are swollen and red. My face is pale, nose is runny and lips red and probably dry from biting them so much. I didn't even brush my hair today-I just tied them up in a simple loose ponytail. I threw on some black clothes-jeans and a t-shirt.

They all look at me anxiously and worry is written all over their faces.

I really don't want to face them, in this horrible and heart-breaking state. Whenever this day comes I just break down and I can't help it.

"Alex...." Oliver starts "Turn around"

I finally do so while again biting my lip.

The sight of me leaves him even more worried. He knows how hard it is "Come here you poor thing" He hugs me.

Max looks at me with a little pout, he seems to also worry-that's what friends do after all. However he has that sad look in his eyes-it's almost as if he knows how hurtful it is for me and my family. Max mouths-'I'll help you, I understand your pain Alex'.