13 Suicide Dates

Chapter 3

Roses POV

I feel stupid, to be seen in the toilet , crying. I jog to release the stress or at least get my mind of off what had happened in school. I had questions about it though, like why did he went to the toilet? Why did he look for me? I thought coming to jog in the park, I would bumped into him. Hes not anywhere around the park. I had thought to go to the place where he had kissed me, under the skies, the cliff. He could be there, and I was right. Hes there lying on the grass. I hesitated, should I? I thought. I was standing there for over 5 minutes thinking on whether I should go to him or not. He starts to sing, to my surprise he could sing. I was so into his singing that I was so lost in his baritone voice. My phone rang made me jumped and Andrew had stopped singing to look for where the sound was coming from. It was my dad calling me, I decline the call and let out a sigh hoping he didnt see me or find out that I was here. I waited for a moment, and kept the phone in my pocket. I turned around to look for him and he wasnt there. My phone rang again, so I answered it.

Where are you?!, my dad yelled through the phone.

Im at the park, I explained.

You better come back now or Ill lock you outside!, my dad responded then hung up.

I breathed in and thought of whats waiting for me if I had went home. I had no choice, so I started to run back home. As soon as I opened the front door, dad was waiting on his lazy couch facing the door as if he had been planning ways to scare me. He glares at me and it caused me to froze. I couldnt dare to enter as he didnt even blinked and it feels like hes starring right into my soul. I took a deep breath and walked in slowly, and as I move he moved to. He walked to me as I tried to walk pass him. When I had reached the foot of the staircase he had caught my hand, tears drop my cheek as I turned to look at him then within that moment I know, this will not end well. I went into a blackout, the last thing I remembered is his fist straight to my jaw.

As punishment dad didnt let me go out for the whole week. I wouldnt care about not going to school cause I dont feel like it, plus after getting punched right at the jaw I dont think people would feel sorry for me since the bruise is very obvious. Life in high school is so stressing with all these fake friends everywhere. Theyd pity for me, but at the same time they wont stop talking shit about me.

But despite having to stay at home, dad gave me a lot of chores. Stupid chores like clean the windows, wipe the floor, clear the trash, wipe the furniture, such demands as if we would have guests over. Dad went for a meeting and told me he wont be back for two days. Even though hes not here, I still did the chores cause I know he would actually check if everything is done well. So, I put on my earphones and listened to Kelly Clarksons Because Of You then started to mop the living room floor. I got so immersed into the song that I started singing and used the mop as a microphone stand. I didnt really care cause no one is there to watch me but then I felt a tap on my shoulder that caused me to yell. I kneeled on the floor thinking it was a burglar and begged Please dont kill me. Then my earphone got pulled off slowly, Im not into that, what doesnt kills you makes you stronger right?, a familiar voice said behind me. I turned to see Andrew smiling at me, then I got up and hit him with the mop, Why on earth would you do that!, I yelled at him. He whines a bit as I hit him with the mop for a few times. I just wanna see you, he said smiling. Youre not supposed to be here you know, I said to him. Ouh I know, thats why I thought I should leave, he respond. I just looked at him, not understanding what he meant. Okay.. Then leave, I said. Okay, got your things packed?, he asked and I stared at him, confused. Packed? Im not joining you. Im not interested in going to hell, I said then started to pick up the bucket that fell and walked to the bathroom to keep it. Im not gonna make you kill yourself. I told you the other day, we should run away, he said staring into my eyes. I hate it when he does that. Why should I? And what makes you think I wanna runaway with you. I barely know you that much., I said. He sighed, you were absent for-I dont even remember how long and I was ... worried I get it, we dont know each other well, but we can get to know each other if we go together, he convinced me. I kept silent for a while thinking whether or not I should go. whats your plan?, I asked. Wanna go to Asia?, he asked while smiling.