Into You (COMPLETE)

Chapter 58

CHAPTER 58:

Emma's POV:

The next morning I wake up with no new found energy. I barely get out of bed to get ready for Uni. I look like a zombie and I feel like a zombie. I feel hollow on the inside as the events from yesterday start pouring in.

It hurts, everything hurts, my heart hurts, my nose hurts and my head hurts. But I know I can't sit at home or my thoughts will kill me on the inside. I take a quick shower, a toast for breakfast and grab a single book just to write stuff. My nose still has a blue bruise on it which I don't intend to hide with make up.

I take a seat in the last row and wait for all the students to come. I just stare into space not really paying attention to anything around me. Jules comes and sits beside me, asking what's wrong with my nose  but I just reply with a shrug. Bella does the same but this time I reply with a non chalant nothing. I can feel them talking to each other about my bruise.

I want to tell them I do, but I just won't know where to start. And I don't want to burden them with my problems, they are better off without me. I don't see Carter anywhere, so I feel somewhat grateful. But I know I will have to face him soon.

It's like my life is falling apart and I don't have it in me to save it. The whole day is a blur as I don't really pay attention in any of my lectures. Everyone starts gossiping about my bruise making up fake stories that I don't pay attention to. It's like high school all over again. I spot Jeremy a few times but all he does is give me a very dirty disgusting angry look. He looks at me with such a cold look, like I don't mean anything to him. I probably don't. He doesn't sit with us because of me and our fight. But it doesn't matter, it never does.

We had gotten so close over the past few months that my body had become used to his. The night of his birthday is still fresh in my head which doesn't help our situation.

When I get back to my apartment that day, I give my therapist a call. I needed to vent and she was my best option. I ranted and ranted for about half an hour and she patiently heard me the whole time. She gave me a suggestion, that is to work out. She says that it had helped quite a few of her patients. I tell her that I might think about it.

After hanging up, I had walked around for a few minutes before I realised that I had to get out of here. I grabbed my black cycling shorts and a bright pink sports bra. I plug my headphones in my phone and play songs really loudly. I tie my shoelaces and get out of the building.

I walk for a few minutes just trying to warm up and then start running. I run for about ten minutes really fast but me being the most inactive person, I was out of breath within those ten minutes. I take a seat on a bench nearby to reagin my breath.

After five minutes,I walk back to my apartment, taking a longer route.

I put my keys on the table and go straight to the kitchen for a much needed glass of water. It's about seven right now so I decide to do a little bit of reading before sleeping, not in the mood to eat so I skip dinner.

I sit with a book in hand but my thoughts wander away. Though I ran for shorter time, the adrenaline felt amazing. My nose still hurts a little. I want to cry but I don't have tears left anymore. I used up all my tears yesterday night. I can't believe that I actually lied that I was waiting for some guy to sleep with. Do I regret it? Somewhat. Do I want to take it back? No. Do I feel bad? A little. But there is no going back. I pretty much confirmed Jeremy's thoughts about me.. sleeping with other guys.