Stranger

ch32

When it rains, it pours.

I am seeing this first hand today. And it's not that the weather is bad, because it's as sunny as it can be on a beautiful spring day. No, this is more as a personal feeling.

Ever since the confrontation with Roger, my nights have been filled with nightmares. My name being called, my body being dragged or pushed down into a never ending fall were just some of the things that woke me up at night, every night for the past week. And, because I am me, I get moody when I don't sleep well. This is the reason I haven't been feeling like myself lately.

Going to the underworld for Devon's mom birthday was somewhat a distraction, a great one too, because I really had fun there, but that night my dreams were quick to remind me that I couldn't escape the nightmares that quickly.

Since lately I am trying to avoid falling asleep, not until my body is fully exhausted, I was able to catch the news late last night.

The school board had uploaded a notification on school's official site saying that today no classes would be held because apparently there's been a gas leak somewhere in the building. So, Monday was canceled and this news spread faster than fire. Every group on social media was informing one another, students getting excited like we had a week free and not just a day.

I was somewhat happy since it meant I didn't have to wake up early and I could get some more sleep. Not that I was having some great times sleeping though, but never the less. I was very tired and I hoped that some more free time might be of help.

This bubble of mine got popped when I got a million notifications on my phone this morning. The sound had blared on my nightstand, waking me up with more success than my alarm ever does. The new sound had left me confused and dazed for a couple of minutes until my brain had registered what was going on.

I teased you enough, didn't I? You are dying to know why I got all those notifications, aren't you?

Well, first of all, they were mails that I had received. Second, they weren't a million. I am not that famous or popular. They were fifteen tops, but I'm not sure. Reading the first few and seeing the names of the other senders I got the idea of what their mails were about.

I had gotten accepted into every single college I had applied! And this enraged me.

Okay, stop for a minute before you go on and call me insane and stupid for this. Just bear with me for a second.

I explained how much messed up my head was right now, but I maybe need to also point out that I was stressed and anxious the rest of the time I was awake. I didn't want to admit it to myself, I didn't want for it to be true, but Roger's words were still gnawing at me and they were making me jumpy.

The nightmares and the pressure of looking over my shoulder almost all the time while also worrying about my parents were really taking a toll on me. So, the news that on top of this all I had to think and decide on which college to pick, well, it pissed me off. I wanted to tackle one thing at a time, but seems like life has another opinion on it and it couldn't be more opposite to mine.

After getting a quick shower, I am glaring at my phone as the third call to Trish goes to voice mail. It does the same with Ethan, so it doesn't take a genius to connect these two things and figure out that they must be together. And this was making me angry.

Trish was my friend first, she's supposed to be there for me. Yeah, she is dating my brother, but I am still the friend and the reason she actually met my brother. I know, it's selfish of me, but I am angry so this is very reasonable right now, let me be.

I debate on whether to call Devon next and I end up deciding against it. After all, this was his fault too. He gave me the idea to apply everywhere and I went and listened to him. And now I was in deep crap because of it!