foresight [FINISHED] | e.d

twenty nine

sunday morning: 11:56 am

my eyes fluttered open, as i began looking around at the room i was in. at first, i didn't recognize it due to my grogginess.

"eve." a voice spoke, "sweetie, are you awake?"

i roll over to see my mom, sitting on the edge of my bed next to me. i'm in my own room, i was just way too tired to realize.

"what time is it?" i ask, rubbing my eyes slowly.

i barely remember last night. i only recall the important events that went down. i remember telling ethan about my dream, just not entirely. therefore, he still has no idea what it was about, and it will remain that way.

as long as he knows that i love him, i'm happy.

after that, he took me home, making sure not to wake my parents when he snuck me back in. that's when it hit me, my mom has no idea where i was half the night.

"it's almost noon, you must've been pretty tired to sleep this long." she stands up from my bed, then begins to clean up around my room as she usually does.

sitting up, i admit, "i had trouble sleeping last night."

"why? bad dream?" she asks, not looking at me, but looking towards the dresser that she was putting my laundry in.

my heart began to race as the urge to cry took over my body, yet i held my emotions in.

"no, i was studying for a while. i guess my brain was in overdrive." i let out a fake laugh, immediately realizing how i can twist this conversation to benefit me.

"speaking of, that's been happening to me a lot because of constantly doing homework before bed, and studying." i lie. i haven't slept because of thinking about ethan, not because of homework.

she squints, "you haven't been able to fall sleep?"

"yes." i agree, "that's why i've been sleeping so late on weekends. also, i stay up pretty late to study for tests that i won't be having for weeks."

"well, sleep is important, but so is scho-" she starts.

i cut in, "mom, i need a break."

her head turns towards me as she fully stands up, crossing her arms. i couldn't tell if her facial expression was relieved, or annoyed.

"what do you mean?" she questions, leaning against my dresser.

i let out a deep breath before i give my explanation, "i mean, i need to go out with my friends every once in a while. instead of going to their houses to study, maybe i could go to a party to actually hang out, and have fun. i'm constantly focusing on school, that it's hard to have a social life, you know?" i practically beg her, trying my best to convince her that this is important to me.

she sighs, not really knowing what to say.

"i know your rules, and i know your limits. so, you can trust me." i insist, waiting for her reaction.

a few moments pass, then she simply walks towards my door, "be safe, and be smart, okay?" her eyebrows raise, waiting for me to answer. i could tell she wanted the conversation to end rather quickly.