Chapter 25

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I noticed two things tonight.

One: I noticed that I'm still in love with Joy Valler, and I shouldn't be.
Two: I noticed that, I am so freaking confused!

So what's Mic's last name? It's not Carter right? Is it....wait, so where is my mother now? Did she tell me where she was going? No because, Mic would've said sumthin 'bout that.
So, I broke up with Joy? Why was she acting like nothing happened?
Why was she lying?

Why the frick is she always lying?

I want to get up and walk...but, I'm also tired and should be sleeping. It's 1 o'clock in the morning, and sleep is calling me, but my head is whirling.

I can't sleep.

"Wait--" I whisper to myself, and smack my forehead. "Micah smokes." Finishing the sentence, I almost cried.

Kid really wanna die, or something?
I wonder how long he's been doing it. Seems like it's not his first time. Is he addicted? Of coarse he's addicted, holy crap, what do I do? If I let him continue to do this, what's going to happen? Will mom come back, and tell him to quit it. Is that how mom's work?

I'm about to die.

"I should sleep." I say out loud for some reason. "Yeah..." I turn on my side, and close my eyes."I should sleep,"

But that night, I didn't sleep, untill I could see the sky getting brighter from my window.
Also, I think I sleep walk.

"Are you not coming--"
I cut off Micah who was speaking on the other side of my door, caring for me just allitle bit more.
I guess, not telling me, whatever he told me last night, was what kept him distant from me, or some other reason, but we were talking.

2 minutes erlier.

"Leo," Mic.

Woah, he's talking to me, "Wutt?"

" Uhm..I'm leaving--"

"So like, are you going to continue smoking? Like, your not gonna stop, even if it's going to kill you."

"...What?---"

"How long have you been doing it---"

"That dosn't concern you,"

"Actually, it does, because, your my responsibility, and I'm older, and.....y'know."

"So?"

"So, are you going to die?"

"How do you think my biological father died?"

"........s-so."

"I'm not going to die, relax, you can stop crying to yourself now....it's weird."

"What? I don't--I don't cry."

"Right..Are you not coming--"

And that was the longest, on subject conversation, I've ever had with my little brother.

"Nope, you can leave." I mumble, still laying down in the bed I didn't want to be in. It makes me too comfortable too the point that I'll start to think about Joy, so a minute after Mic left, I got up, got ready, and came to school, late.

"Leo," I turned to my right, where the voice was coming from, then emediantly regretted it.
I almost whinced seeing Joy, again, and how frickin beautiful she was. Okay, maybe, I'm exagerating.
" Hey," I said, trying to be chill. "Hi, um, I just wanted to let you know...I'm really upset we broke up, again, and I'm really sorry about everything--"

"Again?" I ask folding my arms. "What..exactly do you mean, Joy."
She made a face, that I could tell she didn't notice she said "again".

"O-oh, uhm--"

"Nah, just kidding, Mic told me we broke up before the accident, I don't know why you didn't tell me--"

Joy cut me off, "Hold on we didn't break up, we were taking a break, and you didn't even tell me why,"
I shrug. "Look, now, we both won't know, sorry Joy I don't really want to talk about this now, plus shouldn't you be with Trevor, and then go cheat on him?" I actually wasn't planning to say that, but it felt good.

Joy made a face at me, like a how dare you? Type of look.
"Y-you...T-thats really offensive." She said mad.

"Take it from a guy who's experienced it, I got to go, see ya."
I say closing the locker I planned to creep in for the rest of the two minutes untill class started, but Joy ruined everything, so that plan crashed. Now I'm walking away from a now hurt ex girlfriend.

I didn't want to hurt her, but...that felt good, considering the fact of how much she hurt me.

"So I saw what just happend," Dallas, the guy I never know what is doing, and never know where is, said coming out of nowhere, and draped his arm over my neck.
"And I wanna know what the frock is going on,"

Yes, the guy just said freak with an English accent, I don't know why.

"Haven't you heard, yet?" I ask boredly, and continue to walk. "Heard what? Are you and Joy fighting?" He asked. "No, we broke up,"  Dallas gasped, like it was that serious. "No," he adds.
I roll my eyes, removing his arm. "Yes--"

"Oh my god! Holy frick, Y-you broke up, your serious?"

"W- yes--"

"S-so is it okay if I date Joy?"

"What? No you can't do that." I say erked. Like all he wanted was Joy, and didn't even ask if I was okay...How rude.
"But you broke up, anyone can date Joy, she's not yours anymore,"
Dallas said smiling.
"S-so, my best friend can't date my ex girlfriend." I say. "Why not?"
The bell rang.
"That's..that's the rule."
"What rule?" Dallas scoffs.
"It's-- I don't know, anyway Joy dosnt even like you,"
"You don't know that,"
"No, it's not okay of you date Joy."
"Why, Leo, will you get Jelous," Dallas, smirking.
"No, it's betrayal, listen, I don't even know what I'm saying, but I got class, I'll see you later, again, you can't date Joy." I mumble the last part and walk away.
"C'mon Leo, you can't have all the hotties to yourself." Dallas yelled after me and then laughed like this was all a joke. I had to ignore him real quick and then made it to my next session of torture.

















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