everything i wanted (COMPLETED)

Chapter 13

And it feels like yesterday was a year ago and I don't wanna let anybody know

"Why won't this day just end already." I said to myself as I got under my blankets.

After me and my mom got home from shopping, I hung my clothes up and not too long after that my father came home.

It was only 5pm. It was still bright outside.

It wasn't that I had a bad day. This day just seems to go on forever. Why can't a new one start?

My eyes started to close and my breathing became slow. A knock on my door is what brought me back from my nap that hadn't even started yet.

"Come in." I said slightly annoyed.

"Hey sweetheart." My dad greeted.

"Hi dad." I said exhaustedly.

"What are you doing under the covers?"

"Nothing. I don't know what to do."

"Do you wanna watch TV with while your mom makes dinner?

"No."

"Do you want to play a game."

"No." I said getting more annoyed.

"Well, do you-"

"Look Dad, I don't mean this in any rude way but please go away."

I looked into his eyes. They seemed hurt. It looked like he wasn't trying to show it though.

"Ok. I'm sorry. I'll call you when dinner is ready." He hesitated before he got up and left without another word.

I let out a sigh before getting up and walking to my bedroom window. Looking out to see the trees and the neighbors jumping on the trampoline in their backyard.

That brought me back to the days when I was younger and I wasn't being bullied. Back when I used to be outgoing and more talkative.

I remember I would go out in the backyard everyday after school when I finished my homework. I would stay out there for hours until my mom called for me to come inside.

Even though it was dark out I wanted to stay out forever because it just didn't seem like enough time to have fun.

"Maybe if I distracted myself time would pass quicker and the day would end." I whispered to no one in particular.

I looked around my room for an activity. My eyes settled on my backpack. I looked around once more for another option and sighed as nothing else came to mind.

I walked over and picked up my backpack and took out my math notebook and started studying for the test next Friday.

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"It feels like it's been hours." I looked out the mirror to see it was still bright outside.

I picked up my phone and checked the time. 7:02pm.

It had only been 30 minutes.

"Jesus Christ." I closed book and let out a deep breath. I fell back on to my bed and stared at the turning fan on my ceiling.

Why couldn't the day go as fast as the fan? Imagine how many times it spins in a minute. What could a human accomplish in a minute? Not that much.

I don't know why I wanted the day to end so much. It was a good day. Maybe it was the fact that I had school and I was gonna see Tom tomorrow.

I don't know. The day just seemed to be going incredibly slow.

I sat up and sighed as I rested my hands on my forehead.

A bit of remorse and regret built up inside of me as I remembered the look in my fathers eyes when I told him to leave.

I didn't mean to hurt him. It wasn't my intention to be rude. I told him I wasn't trying to be that way. Maybe it was the way I said that I wasn't trying to be that way that made the sad expression on his face come life. Hopefully he gets over it.

"Y/n, dinner!"