Sick Love

Introvert and a Breakdown

It had been one month and two weeks since my father died, I hadn't cried myself to sleep since about last week, and my mom stopped crying every time I talked about my day, Garrett wasn't over every single day anymore, it was now every other day.
"Goodbye love you mom." I told my mom. "I love you too Demi, I'll see you later." She said, taking me into a hug, like she has every time I've left for school since I started going back. The days seemed to slow down, and less and less people stared at me throughout the day.
If I sniffled the tiniest bit though, the whole class including the teacher turn to make sure I'm not crying. It cracks me up a little, as much as I like my solitude, I've done it on purpose a couple of times to get a reaction, I laugh every time.
"Hey, Demi." "Oh, hi!" I squeaked accidentally back at one of my fellow students. "My name is Sarah." The girl voiced. "Oh, you already know my name, I guess. Uh, are you new here?" I stuttered. "Yes, I just moved from Lexington. My parents divorced, and so I decided to move with my dad to Melrose." She answered. "Oh, erm, cool." I said back. "Yeah, do you want to be partners in dissecting this frog?" She said.
I broke down, and tears streamed down my face, I was shaking. I couldn't bear dissecting a frog, after my dad had been dissected during an autopsy a month and a half ago. Everyone stared, and the biology teacher rushed over to me, and took me into a hug. She walked me to the office, and I sat with the counselor, she called my mom, and then talked to the teacher because I guess the teacher should have known I wasn't ready for this.
My mom walked through the doors, "Oh, baby. I'm so sorry." She embraced me into a hug. "It's okay mom, I'm okay now." I assured her. "My mom and I got into her Ford Fusion. "Explain to me what happened Dem." She said. "We were dissecting frogs in our biology class, and I just got the flashback of dad's autopsy." I mumbled. She took my hand and held it, "I know how hard that must have been for you." She said. "It's okay now mom, I promise you." I said, and I turned up the music. I hummed to the song, it was Reverend by Kings of Leon.
When I got home, I set my bag down, and went upstairs to my room. I sat on my bed, and stared at the wall behind my bed frame. Pictures of my family, me, dad, mom, and Garrett. I placed my finger on my dad, and weeped. I never thought I'd be sitting on my bed like this, I would wish it was me instead of my dad, but I wouldn't want him to feel the pain and yearning I'm feeling for him.
I heard someone squeaking up the wooden stairs, and I wiped the tears out of my eyes just in time. Cameron stumbled into my room, and sat on my bed, "I heard about what happened, I'm sorry Demi." "It's okay Cam, I'm fine now." I replied back to him. "No you aren't, your eyes are glassy, and your collar is wet." He said pulling me into his chest.
"I don't deserve a neighbor like you Cam, I love you." I cried. "I love you too Demi. I want us to be friends forever, even if you hate me, I'll still have love for you, and even if you move onto the other side of the world, I. Will. Still. Love. You. My love for you and Leslie, is unconditional." I looked up at him, and his brown eyes were welling up with tears. "It's okay to cry, because I love you too Cam." I said, wiping his tears from his cheeks.
"Demi!" My mom hollered. "One second!" I yelled back, I gave Cameron a hug. "Okay, are you okay?" I asked him. "Yes, I'm fine. I don't know what happened to me." He answered. "You helped me just now, thanks. Now, you're gonna have to leave. Love you." I told him. "Okay, bye. See you at school Demi." "Okay, bye." I said back awkwardly. He left my room, and I listened to the stairs squeak and the front door slam shut, and then I ran downstairs, and into the kitchen.
"It's time to eat." I took my plate and sat down. My moms bags from under her eyes weren't as profound, and her hair had recently been brushed and washed. "You look good mom." I told her. "Thank you baby." She replied. "So, you're going back to work tomorrow?" I asked. "Yes. Why? Do you not want to go to school tomorrow? I can stay home if you want." She answered anxiously. "No, it's fine mom, I promise you. I want you to go to work." I really did, she needed to keep staying busy. "Okay, I will. But if you have any trouble, Garrett will be here tomorrow." She said. "I know, I don't think I will though." I replied.
I washed my plate off and put it in the sink, I ran up the stairs, and grabbed some clothes. I started the bath water, and turned some music on. The dissection of the frog was racing through my mind again, the breakdown. I hope that Sarah girl doesn't think it's her fault.
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