Compulsive (ON HIATUS)

A New Day A New Beginning

Please note that a lot of things occur in this first chapter. I need to set some things in motion for what I have planned. So excuse the drama-filled chapter, it will die down in the next chapter. Thank you for reading!

I flutter my eyes open as I feel a warm sensation on my face. The sun's rays had peaked through the curtains and danced on my delicate skin. For a second it felt peaceful, there was no noise and no one around. It was just me and my free thoughts, I was content. However, my tranquil state came to a stop as I remembered today was a new day. The hopeless feeling settled into its usual spot in my stomach and I exhaled before looking at the digital clock.

The bright red numbers stood there obnoxiously as if they were mocking me. Reminding me of how cruel time was, all it ever did was take. I smacked the clock away and turned around to the other side, trying my best to disappear into the covers. The sound of a door being knocked on echoed in my room. I decided to ignore it and close my eye but the knocking continues seconds later, this time louder than before.

"Go away." I say with annoyance dripping from my tone. I didn't have the patience to argue or even socialize with anyone. However, my head emerges from the covers due to the sound of the lock being twisted open.

"Amara, you need to get up and get ready for the day." In came my young uncle who stood in the middle of the room with a frown. By the crease in his forehead, I knew he was debating on what to say or do, but he was new to all of this stuff. Poor guy, he was barely 27 and he now had to take care of a seventeen-year-old. I felt bad for him but he was the only real family I had left, besides Nicholas but he was just a close family friend.

His eyes held guilt, sadness, and worst of all pity. I rolled my eyes and pushed the blanket to the side. I didn't need his pity, all I needed was to be left alone, but he refused.

"Seriously?" I scoffed after he walked up to me and pulled the covers off.

"Yeah seriously, start getting ready. You're going to be late." He walks to the window and opens the curtain leading the sun's irritating light to illuminate the room. I shield my eyes and sit up on the bed.

"Ready for what? I'm still going to be locked in my room for the rest of the day."

"As if I'd let you skip out on your first day of senior year." He scoffs before shaking his head. "I made breakfast, I'll be waiting downstairs after you get dressed."

"Wait, why can't I miss school?" I ignored his comment about breakfast and folded my arms in annoyance.

"Amara, it's not happening. We need to start getting you back into a routine. Get you out of this room and just have you live your life."

"Back into a routine?" It was my turn to scoff. He didn't really expect me to pretend everything was back to normal. "I'm just supposed to continue on 'living' right. Can't say the same thing for my-" I spat with venom but immediately stopped as my uncle's face fell. I drop my arms to the side and relax my posture as I realized how awful I was for saying that. I wasn't the only one that was mourning.

"I'm sorry, that was so uncalled for-"

"No, it's fine. I get it, I miss them too... you don't have to go to school if you don't want to." His defeated tone just made me feel more guilty. He was just trying to help, and deep down I knew he was right. I should at least try and experience my last, first day of high school. I stood up as my uncle had started walking away.

"Uncle Ken." He stands at the doorway and turns towards me. "What's for breakfast?"

***

After quickly dressing up and having a nice breakfast with my uncle it was time to drive to school. I offered to drive myself but Ken refused, I knew he wanted to make sure I wouldn't skip. I get out of the car and close the door. Ken lowers the window and I take out my headphones to listen.