2. Problems stirring
The day went by faster than most and I mange to survive it. I walked home today like always since my dad is to busy. I kept my head down and slowly distance my self from school. I eventually heard footsteps coming towards me. I turned my head to see Ash making his way towards me. I rolled my eyes and stood their as he comes up to me out of breath. He stops and smiled and says " I was going to go this way to and though why not walk with you." I just shrugged my shoulders and started to walk again. He went by my side and walked with me then said " Do you ever talk?" I shook my head no and he said "Why?" I looked at him and he said " OH right you don't talk"
I listen to Ash talk to me as if I was listen which i was , but not all the way. Finial we had to part our ways and he said " Bye I'll see yeah at school." I waved a little and walked to my house. Once I reached my door I went straight into my house. I heard shuffling around coming from the kitchen. I took a look and saw my brother Caden raiding the fridge. He saw me and said " How are you holding up?" I shrugged my shoulders and he said " I wish you would still talk. I miss you voice ." I rolled my eyes at him and grabbed a pudding cup I hid. He looked at it and said " That is where it was." I Grabbed a spoon and then taunted him with it as I ate it. HE laughed and said " You know it would be more fun to say things while taunting." I shook my head and he said with a little of angry " I swear if I see that Adam again I will kick his butt for turning you into this." He stormed off. He was a few years older then me and knew it was Adam that caused my full break down.
I do mean break down. I would breakdown into moments of rage or sadness. I was prescribed pills to help and was diagnosed with some weird thing. After taking the pills my rage and sadness went down, but was never the same. The doctors said it was normal for people with 'problems' like mine to be this way, but They don't know my problem. My problem is with life and the pain it brings. Especially with what Adam did. He was not a jerk or player , but what he did was ten times worse then what a jerk or player would do.
Dinner at my house was silent as always my dad not knowing what to say, but brother trying to keep my dad distracting from me. I excused my self early to go to my room and to continue to write in my journal.
I wish I could say trying to block everyone out didn't affect others as well. what was left of my family was torn. My dad barely knew what to do and my brother was just trying to hold things together and fix them. The only reason he still stays around was really to make sure we are fine. It's hard seeing people try and attempt to get close the truth is I don"t want to hurt them or my self. My soul is already in pieces and now I can't imagine any one fixing it . The pain he caused and suffering I was brought with my mother, my friends leaving. Just broke me into what I am. Yet it hurts seeing people trying to come already knowing what has happen."
I closed my notebook and got ready for bed. I turned off my lights and went to sleep.....Until I was awaken by a beeping noise...I looked on my phone and saw a text from and old number.
Adam: Is it too late to say I miss you?.......