Ch.9

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I stared back at the screen, my heart was pounding against my chest as a warm feeling overcome me. I was shocked, I didn't expect that he would text me right away. I assumed, that when he told me he would keep in touch with me, was just because he was being polite.

This made me so happy, it was as if for the first time, I was truly happy. As if all the bad things went away, I could finally breathe, even if it was just for a moment.

It's very hard when it comes to text someone, not only I was paranoid, but my heart was beating like crazy more than before. A lot of thoughts were running through my mind, the worst scenarios of how he would reply were hunting me. I managed to write a few lines, when it felt like an eternity, just 'Hi, how are you?'. Couldn't I be more stupid than this? It was a simple line, yet I felt like an idiot.

It was almost 7 pm when I decided to go downstairs, to eat something after I've finally decided to send the message.

When I went downstairs, my mother was talking on the phone with someone but as soon as she saw me, she hung up. I opened the fridge, taking the bottle of water to pour me a glass.

"Where have you been all day? Did you do anything?". Those words were normal, for anyone, a simple question that didn't really have a deep meaning. Not for me. They seemed accusatory as if she was ready to throw back an insult at me for anything I would have said. It was the nauseant feeling I got from them, I should be used to hearing them, yet... I couldn't stand them anymore. If they were something to eat, I would have thrown up. "I went to university today, I've been there almost all day. That's why..." She chuckled bitterly, as if she found funny the whole situation. "Okay." She didn't say anything more, stood up and went out from the kitchen, probably upstairs. I didn't know what that was for, but I was glad she didn't say anything more. Then why, tears were falling down across my checks? That night, I didn't eat, I wasn't hungry anymore. I was fine just this morning, just few moments ago... Why everything has to always end up like this?

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