Unapologetically Me

CHAPTER 6

""I don't wanna be sad forever. I don't wanna be sad no more. I don't wanna wake up and wonder 'what the hell am I doing this for?'. I don't wanna be medicated. I don't wanna go through that ward. I don't wanna be sad, I don't wanna be sad, I don't wanna be sad anymore!! I don't wanna be sad forever. I don't wanna go one more day. I just wanna wake up and realize 'everything's gonna be okay!' I don't know how else to say it. I don't wanna go through that ward. I don't wanna be sad, I don't wanna be sad, I don't wanna be sad anymore!!…„" Apparently I function with music lately. The weekend rolled in way too fast and I still haven't cleaned my disaster of a bedroom. What a disgrace Genevieve! So me being the lazy person I am, postponed my cleaning until tomorrow and decided to read a book.

"…he possessively grabbed her by the waist pulling her closer to him. Caught unaware, she placed her hands on his chest to steady herself. As she gazed up into his now clouded eyes, her breath hitched in her throat, and let out a silent gasp. He watched her features shift ever so slowly from fright to desire in a matter of seconds. He grabbed her oh so soft butt cheek, squeezing it slightly causing her to breathe out a low groan. His chest vibrated slightly as he chuckled, satisfied that he had caught her attention…"

This book just got down and dirty. I'd say I'm underage but then I'd just be fooling myself. I eventually got bored just lounging around and ended up cleaning my room. Needless to say, I am exhausted. Michael would be here by Sunday night so now that my room is clean I have time to spear tomorrow.

My dad got called in to work earlier than expected so I'm alone until Michael arrive. Michael calls every hour to check on me since he can only be here Sunday night at about 8. Supper was in the fridge and dessert in the freezer so I didn't have to worry about food until Michael came. I just locked everything and closed every last curtain in the house. Then I ran around the house belting out the lyrics, "I've watched those eyes light up with a smile, river in the not good times. Oh you taught me all that I know. I've seen your soul, girl just like a rose made it through all of those thorns. Grew into the woman that I know. And its killing me, me to say "I'm fine!" I'm fine. When I really mean, mean to say "you're my all and more". All I know you taught me." I almost slipped on the stairs but caught myself before the floor did. I must say, being as insane and childish as I am, doesn't really seem as fun as the movies does. I feel like a character in a wattpad book.
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I awoke to loud banging and continuous ringing of the doorbell. I stormed out of my room with a baseball bat and a can of silly string (yes, silly string. I had no mace). I unlocked the front door with the tired speed, sprayed the irritation and was about to wack the living poop out of him when I heard my name, "Vee!! Vee stop! Its me....M-Michael!"

"Micky!?" I said in my little baby voice I use when around him.

"Yes Angel." He answered. Boy how I missed him. It's a shame though. He scared me and woke me up at 2am on a Sunday jus--- wait wait, SUNDAY MORNING!!!

"You're early? Why?"
"I caught an earlier flight as soon as I could. I traded my ticket with some other guy. He was nice. I'm here now. Just for you my little Vietnam."