If Looks Could Kill, I'd Be Dead.

stage 4

I got home and mom was sitting on the couch looking kinda sad "hey, listen okay, so the people at my job want me to go to japan for two months, to try to sell them some stupid shit, but i didn't want to say yes until i checked in with you first, so what do you think?" i thought for a moment " when do you leave?" "three weeks if i take the offer" i pondered once more 

"i think you should go for it, it'd be a nice experience for you and maybe you'll even get promoted." i said happy for her "but what about you hon are you going to be okay in the hospital alone all day?" " i'll have Brendon come over a lot" she smirked a knowing smirk 

" what's with you and this Brendon boy? He your boyfriend? Why do i never see him? You talk about him a lot." "um no, were not dating, he's just a good friend and i've never thought to invite him over." she smiled " do you like him?"my face became a little pink and i knew she could tell "uh, kinda i guess but he doesn't like me i think he's straight." she frowned at that "okay hon i'm going to make dinner" i frowned "mom i'm actually not that hungry so i'm going to bed, night."

 i walked up stairs to my room and laid down of the floor looking at the ceiling for reasons unknown but it felt right at this exact moment i thought about nothing in particular, until my mind wander to Brendon, and his smile and his laugh and the way he would try to make others happy over himself and how nice he was to me. I slowly drifted off to sleep not caring that i'm on the floor.

I woke up sore from the hardwood flooring i felt really cold like freezing cold and i wanted to get in my bed. I looked at the clock, 1:27. It was hard to get up i was too tired to do anything but pass out on my bed. i woke up again at 6:45 like every day and told my mom that i wasn't feeling good and that i don't want to be a school she was okay with it and soon left for work afterwards. I slept for most of the day.