Crimson High (Completed)

Chapter Thirty Two

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*Picture of Akum above*

~°AKUM°~
My secrets are extraordinary,
They are beautiful.

There is nothing in this world that can possibly perfectly describe the hate I feel in myself right now. I'm having biology and literature examination today and I don't think I'm ready at all. It's just the worst combination of subjects and I think I met up with an unbearable migraine.

I spent the early hours of 1am to 4am studying and I think in between that time, about two hours were spent chatting with Noah.

The cold atmosphere has an irresistible force of gravity on me this morning. Standing up from this bed is seeming like the most impossible thing I'm ever going to do. I finally make a decision and drag my body up, sitting on my bed and staring at the open books in front of me.

"Knock! knock!"

Immediately, I hide my phone under my pillow and grab my biology textbook, fixing it to my eyes pretentiously.

"Come in!" I yell.

Mum's figure appears inside my room and she trudges towards me with a stern look on her face. She sits down just beside me and stares like I've committed another offence.

"Dentition is the arrangement and..." I murmur pretentiously, making it seem like i'm studying so hard, whereas it's even SS1 work I'm reading.

"And how is the preparation for your test going?" she asks, staring at the notebook in my hands. The scent of her perfume hits my nose and I quickly snap out. I look up like she just interrupted something very important.

"It's fine Mum," I reply with a smile and try not to look in her eyes as much as possible.

A long silence protrudes and I just stare down at the notebook, praying that she leaves soon. She doesn't. She just sits there and stares at me like a baby that needs watching and I feel so useless. I want her to leave so I can tell Noah good morning, mind kiss him or even call him because from now on, as long as I am concerned, I need a life of my own to live by my own and not by some set of laid down rules or principles by my parents.

"Akum..."

"Mm?" I look up at Mum with a little smile, piercing into her black contacts.

"Akum, do you think we're being... Too hard on you?" she asks with a little smile and I almost widen my eyes in surprise. So, she knows. She knows how hard they're being and how difficult it is for me. Way to go, Mum.

"Mum - " I start and she patiently waits to hear my response. "It's been hell for me. It's been really difficult for me," I say sincerely, my voice almost crying my pain out, just as good as my soul is.

"But, you do know it's for your own good, right?" she asks, unsure.

I think for a moment, remembering Noah and his words. My encounter with Noah in the girl's restroom yesterday has been an unimaginable fantasy playing tricks in my head. I'm guessing my lack of concentration is a result of my obsession over yesterday's incident and I'm starting to get worried because, what if I fail the test? What if?

"Akum?"

I jerk out of my thoughts and turn to Mum once again, imagining if she heard all my thoughts and what she'll have to say about it. I'll be toast then. For real.