(Complete) Charlie's life is slowly spiraling out of control. Her mother is useless, her relationship with her boyfriend Gavin is a train wreck and the bruises she has to cover up are all becoming too much for her to bear.
Tanner has it all. He has...
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The first few nights went by fast. The house was now fully set up and the three of us were getting ready to start classes in just a few short days. I couldn't believe how fast the summer blew by and as I look around my new bedroom a ray of hope springs up on me, catching me off guard. I've been in college for two years now, this year being my third and this is the first time that I actually feel like an adult.
They always say that once you graduate high school is when your adult life starts- but up until this week I still felt like a child. This newfound freedom finally giving me a sense of my own being. I'm no longer unaccountable for my actions, I'm no longer tethered to my parents in a way that dictates my every move and life choice. This was my start to make something of myself, be my own person- something I've wanted for so long.
My parents never forced me into anything, they were never really hard on me other than wanting me to do good in school and get the education I deserved so that I could succeed in life. As successful as my father was, he never pushed his success or his career on me. He's always been a firm believer in letting me make my own choices when it came to what I wanted to do with my future- the only thing that was off the table was slacking off and doing poorly, but school work always came easy for me and I never had to worry too much- nor did I have to sacrifice anything that a normal guy would've done in high school. I still went out to parties every weekend, saving my Sundays for school work, I had plenty of friends, a few girlfriends here and there- so I don't exactly know why I felt so trapped all of my younger life. I guess I've always just been so eager to be independent, not having to worry about anyone else but myself for a little bit- as selfish as that makes me sound.
"You wanna go out tonight? Collin, Isaac, and a few others are all going to meet up at the bar and figured I'd extend the invitation." Jace was leaning against the kitchen island, shirtless with nothing but a pair of black pajama pants on as he sipped on cup of steaming coffee.
I debate the idea in my head for a minute and shrug my shoulders. "Why the hell not, mine as well get as much drinking in as we can before the real world starts." I joke and walk over to the coffee maker, pouring myself a cup. As I settle on the couch, propping my feet up on the coffee table, I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket. I fish it out and smile before swiping my finger across the screen, answering the FaceTime call.
"Hey girls! How are you guys? I miss you." I could feel Jace's stare boring into the back of my head. I turn around and glare at him. I never hide my affection for my sisters in front of my friends, but they were always there to remind me of how weird they thought it was- but they didn't understand. None of them have ever lost a sibling, or a parent. None of them can fathom how precious time is, how important family is. They're there one day, then the next they can be completely ripped from you with no warning at all.
I return to my conversation as Jillian is going on and on about Trish taking her back to school shopping. Her voice raising an octave with every new item she lists off to me.
