Leah's Pov
The past few days had been awful. I couldn't concentrate in class. I couldn't eat. I couldn't do anything.
Whenever Luke would ask me 'what's wrong,' I would just say that I felt sick, but in a way it was true.
I lost my appetite and for the last couple of day,s all I would eat was maybe toast and after that I couldn't seem to eat anything.
Luke had told me a couple of times to stay home and get some rest, but I was scared that if I did I would just end up crying the whole day, so I forced myself to go to school.
But no matter what I did, I couldn't stop thinking about Tyde and what he did. I hated myself for ever talking to him, I hated myself for ever being nice to him.
After what he did all I had felt was mad and embarrassed. I couldn't help but think this was somehow my fault. And the first time I ever got drunk, this happened and I hate myself for it.
"Leah!" I heard Luke yell from down stairs.
I rolled my eyes as I got out of my bed and walked down the stairs.
"I'm going to uni," he paused while grabbing his phone off the table.
"Will you be okay?" He asked.
"Yeah," I lied.
"Do you need anything?" He asked again.
"No," I answered.
"Okay I'll see you later, feel better," he said before leaving.
It always seems that I'm left alone.
I went back upstairs and got ready for school. I grabbed a pair of dark blue jeans with a red stripy shirt and white converse. I lazily brushed through my hair and left it. I didn't give a crap what I looked like to be honest. I hadn't been driving to school lately, I had been walking to clear my head.
After a pretty long walk, I arrived at school. I didn't feel like talking to anyone but Natasha because she was the only one who knew... and of course Tyde.
I walked to my locker and saw Natasha standing by hers, on her phone with a big smile on her face.
"Hi," I yawned.
"Hey," she put her phone in her pocket "you okay?" She continued.
I tried to force a smile but it ended up being an awkward one. Natasha hugged me. That's exactly what I need, my best friends hug.
I pulled away, "why are you smiling so much?" I asked her.
"Okay I wasn't going to tell you because this isn't the time for you, but since you asked, me and Ryder have been talking," she jumped in excitement.
"Good. Because you're a little obsessed," I told her.
She playfully rolled her eyes and we headed to homeroom.
After homeroom I started to walk to my first class, which was Geography, alone. I watched as girls walked past with their best friends, laughing. I wish I was happy at the moment.
I stared at my books in my arms while walking through the school halls, until I decided to look up and saw Aiden.
"Hey Aiden," I nudged my arm into his, but he doesn't acknowledge my presence.
Wait what?
He walked ahead of me, "Aiden" I yelled.
He didn't turn around.
Less and less people seemed to be crowding in the halls, considering the bell already went for first period.
"Aiden," I tugged at his arm and he finally turned to me.
"Why are you mad at me?" I couldn't help but ask.
"I saw you at the party," he said.
What?
An image of drunk Leah, hiding from Aiden in a crowd, came to mind.
Oh. My. God.
I'm Such an idiot.
I had completely forgotten about that.
"I know you lied," he added on.
I stood there awkwardly not knowing what to say.
"So much for having a family dinner huh?" He huffed and walked off.
Oh my god. What have I done?
Can my life get any worse?
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