(Before I start writing I just need to say a ginormous THANKS YOU to @Thor57 because you rock! You've literally voted , commented and read every chapter and that means the world to me so thank you so much! I love you! & secondly, I'm going on school holidays for about 5 weeks from friday, but my mom is taking next week off so I will only update at night because we will properly do stuff during the day but after next week I will be updating ALOT so the short chapters now are gonna be made up I promised. Thanks for the reads again, love you lots!)
The car ride home consisted of thoughts of beautiful brown eyes that left me in awe and the most amazing smile that I was memorized by. I was already craving for him and we just left there complex. When we first walked in Sharon said, "My sons been having problems at school." So I was left in a state of wonder. There were so many questions I wanted to ask him, and it was determined to find answers. The car ride felt like I was being pulled away from paradise. When we finally got home I went straight to the fridge as I was already hungry.
"So Nicks a nice boy, hey?" My mom broke the silence.
"Yeah, he is I guess." I had to contain what ever feelings I had. I didn't have the type of relationship with my mom where you spoke about whatever was on your mind, from boyfriends to school. I bearly told her anything.
"Well, Sharon said she saw you two kissing in front of the sink." She said with a chuckle.
"What!" I immediately turned around and covered my mouth with my hands. No, this was so embarrassing. "Did she really?" I questioned, then realized that I just blew up the chance of actually being able to deny it.
"Yes she did Farrar, why didn't you tell me?" She questioned.
"It's embarrassing mom!" I said while covering my face that was proberly blood red by now.
"No it's not, it's quite sweet, and funny may I add?" She said while laughing.
"No mom!" I said while giggling.
"Don't be emabaresed, we all had our first kiss and our first boyfriend! But you know that you mustn't do anything funny unless you want to to end up having a baby while still in highschool. " she said with a serious yet still funny face.
"Eww no mom, please don't go there!" I said while giggling and blushing. This was the most intimate and close conversation with my mom that I had in awhile. We usually just fought.
"Okay, okay let's stop there." She said while turning her back to me and digging in her purse.
"It's not like I'm ganna see him again anyway." The thought mad me sad. I started turning away and she spoke,
"But you do know that he wants to see you again?" Really? My self conscious says.
"How do you know?" I said rather intrigued.
"Sharon told me." She said blandly.
"What else did she say?" I said trying to not sound to interested even though I was.
"Nothing much just that he wants to see you again." She stated.
"Oh" I said.
"Do you want to see him again?" She asked sounding very interested in the answer.
"Yes." I said and with that I slight smile appeared on my face, I tried to hide it but my attempts didn't work.
I walked away from the kitchen and into the study, I kept all my projects here, and by projects I mean my art. I loved art, I painted almost everyday, well when I had time. I also loved drawing, drawing was a huge passion for me, I could sit in an uncomfortable chair for four hours and not care, as long as I had a pencil in my hand and I piece of paper in front of me. I loved it. Art, painting, sketching, drawing, anything.
On my wall hung a picture of me and my best friend, we'll ex-best friend now. We looked so happy, we were smiling and she had her arms around me, it was taken a long time ago. The smiles in pictures are always so fake, epically with me. She was beautiful, Hailey Maloy, she got everything she could ever want, she was beautiful, she got great grades, had a perfect family that lived in a perfect house, she had so many friends and just everything else was wonderful for her, nothing ever went wrong for her.
On the other hand there was me, my family fell apart when I was 11, my dad went and remarried a 20 year old who could be in college regardless of the fact that he's turning 51 this year, my mom miscarried when I was 2 and after that things went down hill for them, I'm not supposed to know but my dad was having an affair with his now called new wife, Claudia. To be honest I hate her, she knew they were still married but still slept with my dad regardless, she dresses like she's 16 and acts the same. I wouldn't be surprised if she was having an affair with some other man. The thoughts other mad me angry. She was just another gold-digger and when I say that, yes, my dad didn't have a problem with money, but he was good to me and my mom and helped us a lot. My mom is an product manager but she only makes money when the company does well, and when it doesn't she doesn't get any money neither does she. She stresses out about that the most.
I do terribly at grades, it's proberly because I don't try. I have no friends since Hailey left. That was the hardest walking into school and feeling isolated from everybody, kinda like I was in a cocoon, I just cling onto the edge of my books and look down, it was better when I wore my hair down because it covered my face, I didn't have to look at anyone.
I sat down on the leather chair I got for my birthday and span around. I looked down at my desk and placed my hands down on the wood. My hands were cracked from the lack of moisture, it happens in winter. I scanned the items on my desk until my eyes found a jar with a sharp, silver blade, I looked at my writs but then remembered the vow I made to myself, I wouldn't again,I knew I would proberly break the vow but I wanted it to last longer that 2 weeks. The previous scars still lay on my wrists. I pulled up my sleeves and saw they were fading but still noticeable. Nick said "I will make it all better" but I still didn't know what he meant and it was bothering me. I hated that about myself, I was curious and I refused to let stuff go, I was going to find out sooner or later but I wanted to know now. I looked back at the jar that had a reflection from the moon light shining from my window. I picked it up and opened it, I wasn't sure what I was doing as I knew I would look for it again, but I picked it up tipped it upside down and the blade fell out, it danced around in hand as I moved my hand from one angle to another I took one last look and threw it in my pick bin, I knew I would regret doing in, but I trusted Nick and his precious words. I didn't want to do it anymore because it was only a temporary solution for my permanent problem and I didn't want to do it anymore. I looked down at the bin again and lifted myself up from the chair and walked to. The bathroom to take a shower, it was late already and school was tomorrow but I wanted to because showering took your mind off things, but I wanted to opposite, I wanted the boy stuck in my head forever and maybe a shower would make the vision clearer, or I hoped it would.
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Nicholas Brethwell
Teen Fiction"This boy I was so infatuated with slipped right through my hands so fast I couldn't even say goodbye." I guess that we were to perfect so fate took you away.
