My Worse Memories

Chapter 2.

Chapter 2.

That's when I woke up. Ten mintues early than when my alarm clock was supposed to go off. My palms were sweating, I got what seemed to be an instant headache, and tears rolling down my face. I wiped my face with my shirt and got out of bed and slipped into my slippers. I then walked to my closet and grabbed an old baggy T-shirt and some sweatpants and slipped into them. I walked out of my room after fixing my hair and grabbed a bowl of cereal set out thanks to my mom before she left for work and sat at the table. My step-dad had just woken up and just plopped down in the chair and turned on his t.v., his daily schedule. While waiting for the DVR to turn on he tiltied his head and looked at me eating and asked me "Hey, Megan.. are you okay?" I responded "Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks." He nodded his head and picked some UFC episode. I continued in thought. Who was this Alec from that dream? I remember Justin completely, but who was this other guy? Why did he look so familar when I'd never seen him before? I didn't understand, at all. I'd just finished eating when the clock hit 7, so I ran into the bathroom and brushed my teeth and took a quick glipse into the mirror. I said "Bye, love you, daddy." and walked out the door and to my bus stop. I stood there in wait for about 20 mintues in the pouring rain with my sister and brother still not understanding who in hell he was. Why was I kissing him? There's so many questions I have that are going to be left unanswered. My bus pulled up and I got on dripping wet, of course. Not even 10 minutes later the bus pulled into the bus loop and dropped us high schoolers off and I scampered off to the cafe where I'd find Devi and Valerie. "Hey." they both said together, then laughed. I giggled a bit and walked into the corner they were in and sat beside them. The bell rang as soon as I did and we all laughed and without a chance to say anything I hugged them and went straight to first period. I passed the spot where that guy from last night's haunting dream and I had stopped to talk. For some strange reason I felt like he punched a huge whole into my chest that was so unexplainably painful. It was like someone took a gun and shot me all over my chest. It felt worse than when Justin left me. Justin.. why am I even talking about him? I know I shouldn't. It will only cause pain, but what am I supposed to do when this happens? He's there and it's not like I can erase him from my past and the pain he's caused, but with Alec the pain.. the pain felt, 8 million times worse. How could I even think that though? I mean, walking in on Justin and some tramp in his bed together was not an easy thing to see. It was horrible and I'm thinking this Alec kid hurt me more than Justin did? Not possible. What the fuck is wrong with me? I don't know what in hell I'm thinking. Justin was my first love, my true love. That's final! Not ALEC, no. Never.