Soooo Not Normal

T E S S A

I had no idea where I was going, I just wanted to get away from the world.

Negative thoughts invade my head, flooding my brain. Stupid, ugly, needy, fat, too emotional! Why should you even be here? Everything would be fine without you. Suddenly I feel something fall onto my shoulder. I turn and see Emma, asleep on my shoulder. I couldn't blame her for being tired, it had been a long day. Maybe I should take her home first. I think as I glance up at the map on the side of the subway wall, and I see that the next stop is the closest to where Emma lives. I wake her up as the subway pulls to a stop. "Emma, this is your stop."

"It is?" She asks blearily, standing up.

"Yeah, it is." She starts to leave. "Hey, text me tomorrow. We have the day off, we should do something."

She smiles tiredly. "Fine, I will. See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow!" I watch as she walks off the subway and close my eyes. This day has been insane. I knew I needed to sort out my feelings. Everything felt like a big mess. I didn't even understand what my feelings were. They had been mixed up for so long that I didn't know how to untangle them. I took a deep breath and looked back up at the wall. My stop was the next one.

I pulled out my phone and opened up Pinterest. I looked at the wedding decorations available and then got annoyed, so I shut off my phone right as the subway pulled to a stop. I grabbed my bag and stepped off the train into the station.

I walk up above ground, and before I knew it, I was crying. Like, full-on sobbing. I leaned against a nearby brick wall and sunk to the ground. I pull my knees close to me and buried my head in them. Doubt and pain overload my thoughts to the point where I can't move. I feel as if I'll never get out, never be the same. What is wrong with me?! I'm crying in the middle of the city in front of everyone! Stupid! Stupid! I am barely able to pick myself up and start walking down the street. I pull my earbuds and phone out of my purse. I press shuffle and plug in my earbuds. I let the music wash over me its familiar rhythm and beat. I smile as the introduction for "All Falls Down'' starts playing. The song about a girl stuck with her jerk of a boyfriend makes me feel a little better about being newly single.

My phone buzzes and the screen lights up with a new message alert. I open it up, and for some reason, I blush when I see that it's from Peter.

Hey, are you out of the hospital?

Yeah.

Is Emma?

Yeah, she's out too. Wait, how did he get my number?

I text him again.

Did Emma give you my number?

Yeah, I asked her for it.

Why?

Cause I wanted to talk to you.

I'm not that interesting.

Really? You seem pretty interesting to me. I can't help blushing.

Oh, thanks. I think?

are you and Emma going to Cicily's funeral?

Yeah, why?

When is it?

Friday. Again, why?

I want to go.

Oh, thanks. Emma needs the support.

Yeah, she and Cicily looked pretty close.

IKR?!

So, what are you doing tomorrow? Any plans with Jack or Emma?

Emma, yes. Jack, definitely not.

Why not? He's your boyfriend.

So, we've been gone for a while. You would think that quarantine would have given us time to write, but guess not!

A lot has happened, from play rehearsal to moving prep, so thank you for bearing with us! 433 reads are a big deal to us, but we hope to get even more, so thank you for the support!

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