Unexpected//l.h.

Ch 8

Dedicated to the buttface who loves apple juice(ew) @__HeartBreakGirl__ I'll dedicate later oops. Not edited, so please don't point out mistakes or anything.

It's been two weeks. Two long, hard weeks. I haven't been able to think of anything other than Luke. What he might be doing. Why he said it. What he's thinking. I can't seem to get him out of my head.

I haven't spoken a word to him. We haven't even glanced at each other. Honestly, I'm fine with it. The less I see him, the less attached I'll get, and at one point, we'll forget about each other.

I'm completely fine with it.

I got out of bed, feeling like I was going to throw up. I've been sick for the past three days. I've missed school, and now I'm gonna have to make up a ton of homework.

I threw up my breakfast at the sink, feeling like I was about to faint. I heard my mom running upstairs.

"It's okay, it'll get better, I promise. You'll feel better." She patted my back, and pulled my hair back as I emptied my stomach.

"I'll go pour you some apple juice, it'll calm down your stomach. Wash your face, and get to bed. I'll be up in a second." I nodded at her words, and washed my mouth.

I sat in bed, coughing my lungs out. My mom came upstairs, and made me drink the apple juice. I hated it. It looked like pee, and it tasted disgusting. I drank it all, though. Anything to make me feel better.

"I'll call your dad to pick up your homework if you want."

"I'll just do it tomorrow, I'm so tired, I'll probably fail it all." I coughed, my mom patting my back.

"Okay honey, get your sleep."

"Thank you."

She left and closed the door behind her. I sighed and tucked myself in. I needed to stop. Stop thinking, stop worrying, stop everything for a long while.

Closing my eyes, I went to sleep, tossing and turning.

-.-.-.-.-

"I'm sorry! Please, I really am! I didn't mean for this to happen, I was just trying to help her out! I'm so sorry, Evelyn."

"Help her out?! Help her out? Yeah, well guess what, cutie? She's gone. She's dead, and it's all your fault!" Evelyn screamed out, and fell to the floor, sobbing. I was crying just as much, but still, I tried to comfort her.

"Don't touch me, killer! Are you trying to get rid of me too?!" A screaming Evelyn jumped at my touch. I hated this. I hated it so much. My parents weren't even here to help.

Suddenly, everything turned black. All around me, there was black. No one was there, but I heard all of their voices.

"Killer."

"Whore."

"You were always jealous of her."

"She was such an angel."

"Why?"

All of those names, calling out on me. I'm all of that. And more.

Another voice, a familiar, yet different one stopped all the voices. They just immediately stopped as soon as the voice said those words.