The Remembering (Alex Gaskarth Fanfiction)

36. Girls Bathroom

Chapter 36 -  Girls Bathroom

  Tossing and turning, repeat.

  I was furthermore sleepless and restless. The bags underneath my eyes were darker than the night sky, which was one of the many things of my evidence. The level of how exhausted I was was more than the average breaking point of any human. My eyelids were so heavy that looking had hurt to almost as much as my heart did. 

    Speaking of my heart, it was physically in pain. It wasn't pure agony or anything of the sorts. It was more like a dull numbing ache that was constant with reminding me of why I was at this state that I was currently suffering through.

   My annoying alarm clock was still beeping, which irritated me more than ever. It was mandatory to go to school today, and for the rest of the week. I had skipped a full week. It won't be a surprise to get the news that I was failing any of my classes. It was bound to happen.

   Finally, I slammed my clock to shut it down and swung my legs off my bed. I had no desire or need to see Alex or go to school in general. Frankly, I didn't even want to see Rian, Zack, or Jack either. They probably all hated me after what I did to Brenna, especially Jack. There's no way that my relationships with the boys will ever be the same. 

     Quickly, I changed into a pair of dark skinny jeans and a blue sweater. I attempted at brushing my rat's nest, which was my hair. Tangles after tangles, I ended up giving up on it and pulled my hair into a tight pony tail.

    With one fast glance at my alarm clock, I hurried down stairs, being already late.

       Derek drove me to school like old times. We didn't speak but with my calculations, I expected it to be this way. Although he had no idea about my little encounter with Caleb, he still had a pretty valid reason to be angry at me.

  Which all of this was hypocritical, that annoyed me to no point. He was the one who had to run his mouth to our father about Alex and me during the first stages of our relationship.

   Sighing at my contradiction thoughts, I grumpily got out of the car.

      Hell looked busy, students passing by with dread hung on their faces like always. My nervous legs carried me through the hallways. But something seemed...off. Maybe it was the stuffy air around me or perhaps it was just me being paranoid.

     The further I walked, the more I realized that it was definitely not just me being paranoid. Everyone's eyes seemed to be glued on my back while I made my way through. Small little whispering started to make it seem more obvious of the weary situation that was taking place, which made my stomach twist.

     I picked up my pace from the sudden comprehension of my surroundings. They were all talking about me I could feel it.

    What rumor could it possibly be? Who's been talking?

     With the last question on my mind, I knew exactly who. It was quite clear who could have made this whole makeshift event.

Brenna.

     Once I got to my locker, I took a quick breather. My heart was pounding from the strikingly awkward walk down the hallway. 

      What could they possibly be talking about? Does everyone know about me punching Brenna?

     I pushed away my thoughts and walked into my first class of the day. It wasn't even the first step I took into the room to notice Alex right in front of me. He was too busy talking to fat old man to even notice me. He wore a red flannel and black jeans while he stood in front of the class.