𝟬𝟬𝟳 the art of starting over

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CHAPTER SEVEN.
the art of starting over

     NOVA VAN KIRK fucked up

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NOVA VAN KIRK fucked up. She knew that much for sure. From the very moment she caved into the temptation and snorted the white powder filled with many toxins up her nose, the girl's night ending with her seeing stars that shined brighter than ever before, she knew she had royally screwed up like she always did. A small part of her guessed it was bound to happen sooner or later — that her intoxicated state would force the girl to act in a way that allowed her to get caught. Nova just didn't expect her night would end in flames the way it did.

The worst thing was that Nova Van Kirk knew she had brought it all on herself. She decided to attend Topper Thornton's party knowing she was in a bad place and shouldn't be going to a party to begin with. She was the one who decided to sit down with Rafe, even though deep down she knew he was a bad influence on her. And she was the one who decided to take the dollar bill from Rafe's hand and snort the toxins up her nose to numb the pain she has been feeling since the moment she found out her brother was dead and gone.

And because of her highly intoxicated state, Nova lashed out on her best friends, who were only trying to look out for her ( a total bitch move if you were to ask her ). Of course Nova didn't mean a word she said that night, but she was out of line with what she said, especially when Nova dragged Juno's parents into the argument and practically slut-shamed Sarah, which was out of line, even for her. There was no justifying her actions either. Nova Van Kirk knew she had fucked up in more ways than one, and now she had to live with the consequences.

     One of those consequences also happened to be an excruciating headache, a scorching pain pulsating through Nova's skull the second she jolted awake as the girl inhaled a sharp breath of air. When Nova's eyes fluttered open, she was instantly welcomed by warm rays of golden sunlight peaking through the gap of her velvet curtains that illuminated the darkest corners of her shaded room, creating a more warm and inviting feeling compared to how Nova felt in this very moment right now.

However, when one of the warm rays of sun hit her face, Nova groaned in annoyance and quickly rolled over, turning her back on the sun shining through her room before she stuffed her face into the pillow. A stray tear rolled down the side of her warm cheek when she became reminded of last nights horrifying events, each heartbreaking and harrowing memory from the moment she made the foolish decision to go to the party in the first place flashing through her mind. The things Nova said and done plaguing her every thought and making her spiral.

     What made it even worse was knowing she had to get up and face another day whilst being aware of all the things she had done in the past twenty four hours. Maybe it would be for the best to leave her house and make things right with the people she had fucked over. But the mere thought of facing her problems that threatened to swallow her whole left Nova wanting nothing more than to stay in bed, shut the world away, and allow the darkness to swallow her whole until she had built up enough courage to make amends for all the hateful things she did.

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