NOW YOU SEE ME.

Chapter 2.

Only 3 more days until I'm out of here and like I'd hoped, I might actually spend my summer at home this time.

The first time I'd been admitted here, was during Summer and I had the same reaction as the boy from yesterday. Anger, frustration and much more was within me, believing that my mom was ditching me for a solo life and for her life to become easier. Time passed and I started to see things differently, I realised by me being away, my mom got lonely.

This resulted to her searching for attention elsewhere and gosh, what poor choices she made.

Talking about that boy from yesterday, like I'd thought, he was part of the newbies. He wasn't a happy guy, well who is when their parent sends them to a recovery center, identifying that you have a problem when you believe other wise.

After that small moment I had with him, more like a mistake, I never saw him again, even through supper he never showed. I guess he was still feuling on his denial and wanting to be left alone. Whatever it is, it is none of my business because very soon I'll be out of here, and my presence here will be a distant memory.

Taking in a deep breath, I enter into the dining hall and head straight for one of the dark grey trays, placing a plate on it before continuing on to the food section. Standing in front of the food section, I only give off a nod to the cooks, telling them of what I'd prefer before I go off to the end corner table, which I'd been seated at ever since I'd been here.

Through everything that I've done since I'd been here, I'd kept my head lowered and minded my own business. It surely has worked for me.

One would have thought I was a loner or never had friends before, but I did and unfortunately neither friendship lasted. They either ditched me or moved, therefore we lost contact.

Nonetheless, there is a person who I can definitely say without even thinking twice, that she was my best friend and that is Ella. We met here at the center and instantly hit it off through our venting about parents and life. She made my stay here accommodating, unfortunately just 5 days after we seperated, she died.

It was suicide, I think she believed that she had been ready for the world once more but she was greatly mistaken, she had not totally given herself time to get over so much and fully live. It was so sad and heartbreaking, it totally brought me back to that lonely place after my father's death.

Right after, I never tried making new friends again because I believed that I drove people away, even though I know better now. I still struggle with letting the thought go, I just know that one day I'll conquer the fear of letting people get close to me.

A sigh releases from my lips while I poke at my food. I'm quite not hungry right now, but I know better than to leave the room without even getting anything in my mouth and stomach. With a pair of chocolate brown eyes watching me like a hawk, I can't afford that mistake. One might think she's minding her own business but I know that Vicky's watching me, right from across the room.

Speaking of a pair of eyes, emerald green ones stare out into space from the opposite table and I can't help but to stare at him. It's the boy from yesterday and looking at him now, I'm jaw struck by how cute he actually is , no, cute is an understatement.

He is undoubtedly gorgeous, with his strong jawline and long lashes.

My cheeks flush when I realize that I'm the one who has been lost in thought for a few seconds, and now those eyes aren't lost in thought but are trained on me. Instant embarrassment washes over me and I move my eyes away from him and look down at my food, my long hair falls around me like a curtain, shielding me from those mesmerising eyes. Bless my hair.