"wait!" i called out to the mysterious girl i met in the woods that day. i sighed as i watched her small figure inch further and further away. i decided to just put it to the back of my mind, my father would kill me if i was late.
we've been having a hard time since my mom passed away a couple of years ago, at first we were all sad of course, but we managed to get by.. but now? things seem nearly impossible. my dad owns a shop downtown but unfortunately he's becoming too sick to run it by himself, i'm worried i might have to drop out of school to help him.. but oh well. i'll worry about that when the time comes.
i walked into our old house, placing my jacket on a hanger along with my hat then i slowly made my way into the living room. i found my dad, newspaper on his chest, tv on but muted since he was asleep. i sighed and made my way into the kitchen, of course i would be left to prepare supper. this happened most days, although my father is amazing and i don't discredit him one bit because i know how hard life can be - it sucks that i have to grow up so quickly. i'm seventeen, i should be out partying or i don't know, having sex or something - but. i have to worry about putting food on the table.
i decided to just brush off my thoughts, i put some quiet music on then began to make pasta. my mom taught me how to make this when i was younger.. i miss her a lot so whenever i make it, it brings up a lot of good memories - i can't help but imagine what life would be like if she was still here. would i have another sibling? would my dad have been healthy? we both would've been happier if she was alive.. but you can't control those types of things.
i really wish she was here though, i'd love to talk to her about everything. about life, about school, my friends, girls.. the girl i met today. gosh i wish i just got her name you know? it would be nice to know who she is.. she was pretty cute - getting to know her would be like a dream. her smile was beautiful, i instantly got lost in her eyes. the way the snow fell onto her beautiful blonde hair.. just everything about her was perfect, even down to her cold stutters as she tried to talk to me. why was she stuttering? did she like me? maybe.. i mean a lot of girls do. i don't mean to sound conceded saying that, i don't like that they're all into me. i don't even like love. i think it's all a distraction from the real issues in life.. but hey what do i know?
"oh hi myles," my father smiled as he made his way into the kitchen, sitting down at the table, "you made supper? you didn't have to do that."
"i wanted to dad," i set a plate down in front of him, "make sure to take your pills okay?" i sat across from him as he nodded.
"i never forget those myles, you know that," he began to eat, "how was school today? what did you learn?"
i laughed a little to myself, "i learned that i dislike school even more than i did yesterday."
he laughed, "alright, fair enough. but come on, there must be something new going on?"
"well.. i met this girl on my way home today," i started slowly, looking at him for some type of reaction, "she was pretty cute? but i never got her name. plus i don't even think she goes to my school?"
he looked at me for a second and nodded, "did she have blonde hair?" i nodded, "did you go on the path behind the school?" i nodded again, "that's the nolet's daughter. she was adopted into their family a few years ago. i guess they never enrolled her into school."
"do you know her name?" i asked hopefully, but he sadly responded by shaking his head.
after a while of brief conversation, i did some housework then we both went to bed for the night. it was our normal nightly routine, nothing special about it.. but i couldn't get her out of my head. her last name is nolet, i know that. i guess i'm just going to have to ask around at school tomorrow if anyone has heard of her.
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tragical romance | bryles ♡
Fanfictiona take on 'anne with an e's shirbert storyline with a bryles twist <3