What's In Your Mind? (Krii7y) ✔️

Chapter 11

(Jaren's pov)

I've now been laying in bed for about 6 hours, doing nothing but watching random youtube videos. I can't motivate myself to get up so I've just been laying here. (Me, literally every morning) I then get hungry eventually and realize, 'My perents aren't actually home, so I can actually eat!' I almost jump for joy at the realization.

I close my laptop and grab my phone, turning it on and ordering a cheese pizza. (I'm literally the pickiest eater ever, so the only type of pizza I'll eat is cheese, oops) I confirm my order and finally get up, heading downstairs to grab some money. I grab a $20 and put it in my pocket to I don't loose it when the pizza gets here. Until It arrives, I head back upstairs to my room to finish the youtube video I was watching.

Just as the video ends, I hear a few knocks at the door and head downstairs, pulling the $20 out of my pocket In the process. I open the front door and a lady who looks to be in their early 20's greets me.

"Here you go!" She says with an enthusiastic tone and a smile as she hands me my pizza. "That'll be $16.99."

I hand her the $20 and she thanks me before she the leaves and I shut the door.

I head upstairs with the Pizza in hand and sit on my head to my room. As I enter, I open my laptop and put on a random Marvel movie as I eat.

I finish eating about 2 slices and get full so I go downstairs to put the remainder of the pizza in the fridge for later. After I put it up, I headed back upstairs to my room. I look at the clock, '12:52am' is what it read.

'I should probobly get some sleep.' I tell myself as I climb into bed. I think I sat there for a few hours, staring at the ceiling before I actually got some sleep, I guess it's what I get for being an insomniac (same tbh).

(Le time skip brought to you by Craig's forehead)

I opened my eyes and looked over at my clock, '7:09'.

'Welp, at least I got some sleep.'

I kinda wish wish had taken Eric's opportunity to go with him back to Craig's, I'm bored out of my mind! I'm not going to text him though, it would be too emarassing to step foot in that house after leaving unexpectedly. It's only Saturday, and I still have a lot of time on my hands. I feel underwhelmed.

I look in my backpack to see if I had any homework I needed to get done, but I saw nothing. I then turn on my phone and check of I have any twitter notifications...which I don't. I give up on finding something to do when I hear my stomach rumble.

I head downstairs to the kitchen and make myself a bowl of cereal, might as well enjoy breakfast as while I can. After I finish, I head back into my room and pull out my laptop, trying to find something interesting on youtube that will distract me for the time being. I end up finding an hour long video of some guy rant on about why pancakes are better than waffles (am I the only one who prefers pancakes over waffles?! I feel so lonely).

I eventually got bored with that video when the guy somehow got into the topic of why bananas are related to shaving cream (I'm just typing what my mind is saying, don't ask cus I have no idea what I'm saying).

I gather a group of meme songs and mush them together to make a big meme medley (once again, I have no idea what I'm typing). I eventually ended up deleting it since I wasn't happy with it's outcome (me while I'm writing tbh).

I look at the clock on my laptop, seeming as I havn't checked in a while. '4:49' it read.

'Why did I waste my day making meme medleys?' I asked myself as I realized how long I must have spent on it. I head back downstairs to get an early dinner, seeing as I didn't have lunch. I grab a piece of leftover lizza from the fridge and eat it in recondition timing, forgetting how hungry I was.

I then think of something to occupy my mind. I head upstairs and grab my notebook and a pencil, heading into the backyard once I get back downstairs. I sit on the porch, observing the beautiful forest that makes itself home in the backyard. The sun slowly setting makes it even more beautiful, seeing how it shades the trees with shades of light red and grey (this is probobly as far as I'm going to get with being descriptive oops). I pull my notebook and pencil out and start to draw my surroundings. When my perents aren't home, I normally go outside and draw my view of the outdoors, it's quite calming. The one time I was caught doing it, my father forbid it. He's a real ass. Everything he does is to prevent myself from being a kid, and having fun. That's why when my perents are not home, I try to savor every moment, doing things I wouldn't dare do with them home.

After I'm satisfied with my drawing, I head back inside, seeing as it was getting dark out. Once I get to my room, I look at the clock, '9:42'.

'I've really been letting myself get carried away the past few days.' I think to myself. I figured I had a calm, relaxing day, so it should be easy to fall asleep tonight.

Wrong.

I tossed and turned with anxiety once I realized I was one day closer tonight having to face John. I don't know why I'm so scared to face him, but I can tell he wants to help, I just don't know if I can let him.

I eventually fall asleep, exhausted from worry and stress.

A/N- Hi! When I finished writing my chapter, it was like 6 in the morning, so I went to sleep, leaving me to proofread this now. Thanks past me, I really appreciate it. Anyways, just because I should be like a normal person, I wanna talk about the next week or so. Ima be busy af. On Tuesday, I get my hair re-dyed (I dye my hair a lot), then, on Wednesday, I have to pack for bonnaroo (in case you don't know what that is, it's an awesome music festival, and I go to almost every year), on Thursday, I leave early (like 5am) for bonnaroo. I'm saying this because unlike my last trip, I won't have my phone at all, so I won't be able to write little parts of a new chapter throughout the trip like I did last trip (I'm saying trip a lot, oops.). Anyways, that means I probobly won't post for about a week or more, sorry! But as usual, hope you enjoyed this chapter, apologies it look a little longer to get out, I was having a bit of writers block. Cya!