登入BARELY 2 YEARS AGO.My alarm has got to be the loudest thing on the earth as it's able to wake me up when I want to die. I don't even know why I set it considering I don't have any place to be. There's a knock on the other side of the door and no matter how much I hold my breath, I know it's not her. It's never going to be her. Instead, it's the maid, Morgan."Hey Ander. Good morning. How are you feeling?"I look at her, shrugging my shoulders slightly irritated. My sister just died, I'm not supposed to be jumping for joy right now. "Well, your mom said I should get you ready for the summer camp she told you about. I'm sorry I didn't know else we'd have packed since."I smile and she smiles. Morgan has been trying to sleep with me for months now. I'm no saint because I actually gave in once. I then realized women aren't just for me. Morgan still insists it's because she did something wrong and begs me for a redo. That's weird. "Well," I say to break the one sided sexual tension suf
Today is one of my very frequent mental health days. A time I take to be with myself and avoid anything that could stress me. School especially. This time, I'm at the basketball court. I'm not playing, but rather running around and bouncing the ball."That's hot."My body suffens so badly even the sweat doesn't roll down my skin. It's Ander. Even if he didn't say anything, the sweet scent of his perfume would've given him away."What are you doing here?"He takes cautious steps towards me. I try my best impression of nonchalance but only know I'm deceiving myself. My eyes take in the beauty that was-and still is Anderson Matheos. "This is a public space Vicky. I'm pretty sure many people have access to it."That's not entirely true but I say nothing. I can't because my eyes are completely trained on his exposed chest. He chuckles. "You couldn't even hide your stare. You're almost drooling."Even though I know I'm not, I still wipe my face. "Then I'll leave you yeah? Enjoy."Ander gr
I'm certain Madeleine has called me over a hundred times since we last spoke. To be very honest, I'm not even angry at her like she thinks. This weight in my chest isn't anger, it's guilt. Guilt because of course, I'm also cheating and because I don't feel bad for not feeling angry. I'm feeling guilty for not feeling guilty. I silence my phone but she goes ahead to text me on all social media I have. It's getting kinda annoying. My agenda for today isn't anything complicated. Just eat a healthy meal and punch my brother in the fucking face. I call him to make sure I don't waste petrol on his pathetic ass but he doesn't respond to me. All the 9 times I called!I take a nice relaxing shower, a healthy breakfast and find my way to my childhood home. Opening the door, I'd be less surprised to see a crocodile than my mother and brother making pancakes together. They're even laughing and hugging. "Did I smoke? What's going on?" My question is for Ander but I'm surprised my mother respon
It's my ringtone that drags me up from my pile of blankets and pillows. I love sleeping on the balcony for so many reasons, especially the warm sun on my skin and cool breeze. I snatch my phone from the stool. It's my mother's nurse. That's a surprise considering the last time I was there, I was almost literally flung out. "What is it?" "It's your mother again," I want to say something sarcastic, but she sounds so exhausted. "She's been preparing all morning for her daughter's birthday party. There's no party right?"I check the date on my phone and sigh. Today is Angie's birthday. "I'll be there soon. Tell her I'm coming."I end the call and call my father. He doesn't answer the first time. Because I'm annoying, I leave him 32 unanswered calls. He calls back after my shower. "Hello dear daddy?""I'm busy Ander. Is there a problem?"I drop my phone to be able to dry my hair properly. "Did you seriously call me 32 times for no reason?""No. Your dear wife is acting up again. Come
Archer is in Madeleine's home. Much to his dismay. Since his little 'argument' with Vicky, they'd been on a no speaking term. The only form of communication was an unanswered good morning text from Vicky. Archer saw it alright. In fact, he has his phone in his hand as he stares at it. Just, replying means a stiff or AI generated response from Vicky. "What's wrong? You seem off." Madeleine comes to sit beside her boyfriend. She curves her hips for it to grab his attention. It doesn't. He doesn't even pay attention to her hand on his shoulder. "I'm fine. There's nothing wrong with me so you don't need to worry." He tries to smile but it comes out all wrong. She looks at him, hoping he'll look back. He doesn't. His gaze trained on the off phone in his hands. "Okay. If you say so. I'm gonna wash my hair okay?"He grunts in response. As Madeleine leaves, Archer gets his phone again. At this point, he doesn't know what he's expecting. He responds to the text and also asks how he's doing
Finally my shoulder is healed enough for my dormmates to stop treating me like an egg. I wake up again for the third time that day. This time, I'm all alone. I can vaguely remember Magnus telling me he had an early morning test. It's almost 4 p.m and he isn't back. I shrug off the worries and prepare an easy dinner. I take my pasta and head to the living space to watch some TV. The first movie I pick is the most boring thing I have ever watched in my life. I send Aubrey a text explaining how I'm going to pass out from insane boredom. She doesn't respond so I succumb back to the tv. I'm nose deep into the new movie I picked when my phone rings. It's Archer. "Hello?.""Yeah, Vicky. Where are you?" He speaks so pleasantly it makes me confused. "I'm at the dorms. What is it? Why are you calling me?""I'm thinking of watching a movie at the cinema and I want you to come along.""Why?"Archer takes a deep breath. I hold mine waiting for what he'd say. "What's with the attitude? I'm tryi
I hate classes that end in the evenings. Although they encourage me to sleep early or stay in, they also make me feel like murdering myself. I pick up my phone and check the time. It's 17 minutes to 5, and this Professor doesn't seem like they are leaving. My eyes close as I let my mind drift. Som
The drama that happened on the roof has in no doubt strengthened my relationship with Ander. I always knew this, but Ander is a very sarcastic person. It's like there's sarcasm layered in every of his words. Ander didn't sleep in the dorms last night. He said he was at his cousin's place, but I do
I'm in my room, and I can't concentrate for shit. As much as living in the dorms is fun and exciting, right now, it's annoying. My dorm mates are playing chess, our neighbors are doing indoors karaoke and someone keeps moaning like a fucking coyote I snatch my things from the table and now, dress
Ander has been an angel for the past few days. He's helped with my laundry, my books and even my dishes. Kyle asked me once if he was trying to win a favour from me. I was only able to shrug, because I didn't know either. Even though he's nice and everything, not once has he had a conversation wit







