Here I am. Its 4 in the morning and I haven't even closed my eyes once. I know I am sleepy, but I just can't deal with the dreams I know I will get; after the horrors I've done.
I am literally lying on my bed since four hours and yet not able to sleep. I just wish I don't look like a zombie tomorrow...
My overactive voice "Won't a vampire be cooler?"
My dear voice "Shut up"
I came home at 12; and trust me, the only thing I did was open and close the door. That's it. I didn't even bother changing; the dress wasn't THAT uncomfortable.
School starts in four hours, and I need to get up sharp at 6. After all, I don't want people to see me zombie like...or a vampire. Whatever.
The thing is; I lost it. Not only my temper but also my brain at that point of time. Couldn't I have seen what this would result to? Shailene may kill anyone. I sweared loads...which I only do when I'm angry. Oh god! What the hell have I done?!
Just like she killed Olivia; she may kill someone else too...and fuck me! I even told her Julian's name! I can be such a bitch!
"Oh relax, she won't kill Julian once she has seen him, she will fall in love with his body!" interrupts my overactive voice again
As thought; a reply also chimes in "Shut up"
Realizing that this argument won't at all help me anyways rather than making me even more anxious than I already am, I get up and take out the diary.
The little diary 'all in yellow' demands what happened today. And I can't deny that. Infact, it has gotten everything with me. From the start till the end.
Shailene always persisted that I shouldn't write it all down, as it increases the chances of anyone to KNOW; I didn't agree to it.
I felt and still feel that although I didn't tell anyone, I can't bury this up in myself forever. It just doesn't feel right.And I begin writing...
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
I again hear my bird alarm. I had slept on the table, with my diary in front of me. I had completed the previous night, filling in every single detail. Rubbing my eyes, I check my phone.
what the hell...
Its 7:45!
Goddamn man! School starts in 15 minutes. Why can't I just die?!
I work like a robot; which is set in a super fast speed. I never knew I could do this much in such a short time of 15 minutes...brushing my teeth and combing my hair and taking a bath and deciding what to wear and putting on the jeans and wearing my shoes, which I wore wrong; the left shoe on the right foot and right one on the left; and making breakfast and eating breakfast and calling Jessy to bring along a world map for geography and don't ask what not.
I am now sitting in my car, driving as fast as hell. I don't usually drive like this, but trust me...Time makes me. If the police catches me driving like this, Oh I won't be alive.
the world turns; literally, as I reach school sharp at 8. Aren't I amazing?
Parking my car, I am again surrounded by people I hardly know. It's common, but I still don't like it. Isn't it better to just stay with your friends rather than making other people's lives a hell?
Bern; the nerd, one of the only people I know, speaks "You didn't complete your essay did you? Oh I hope not, I don't want to tie up with you again!"
YOU ARE READING
All In Yellow
Teen Fiction"Have you told anyone?" The voice on the other end asked roughly. With my voice choked up, I reply, "None." That wasn't true though. I did tell someone. My little yellow diary of course, the one I lovingly called 'All in Yellow.' ***************...