Not what it seems (HU highschool AU)

Chapter 12

Danny's POV

I was walking home alone, Jorel had to stay back because a few of the teachers were wondering how he was doing, I beamed knowing that he was doing well although I wasn't convinced I was doing well myself, I mean sure I was satisfied enough with the life I had right now but I just felt lacking in a way, my mum always had held me up to a standard, to be her golden boy, however she didn't do it out of a place of love... I had picked it up from a young age that she only wanted me as a trophy and she only said she loved me to keep her trophy on a string... and admittedly I played along, I let her dress me how she wanted, I acted how she wanted and I let her present me and treat me like just some trophy mainly because I wished... hoped and naively prayed that if I accommodated her needs then when she said "I love you" It would be sincere but after I started dating Jorel something changed it's like something clicked in my psyche. My mental walls fell down and I realized the facts, 'she'll never love me, as long as I play along she doesn't need to she can just keep me as her trophy' I felt my body shudder at the awareness that my whole life, my whole performance had been for nothing... I didn't even know how to feel about it, I was disoriented, hurt and even angry but I didn't even know who at, myself for playing along? my mum for making my life like this, hell maybe it's Jorel's fault! I didn't realize the full truth until he showed up... but overall I just felt hopeless, because there was nothing I could do about the situation I got home and sat down in my room sighing just trying to wrap my brain around all these confusing emotions. then I had an idea but I shut it down quickly it was selfish and absurd, but then I looked at my school bag and around my room and I let the idea come back in full and the more I thought about it the better it seemed, 'fuck it! it's time I cut the strings! it's time something shifted! it's time I said no for once!' I thought to myself before picking up the school bag and emptying all the books, pens and paper onto the ground, replacing it with other stuff like one change of clothes, all my pocket money, a bus pass, some food and drinks and most importantly a photograph of my dad... god I missed my father... I then closed the bag, with some struggle seeing how it was rather full and sighed "I'm so sorry Jorel... but I need to do this" I then climbed out my window and walked to the bus stop... the bus to the nearest airport always came around this time anyway...