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Vicky

Author: Ahbryellx
last update publish date: 2026-06-03 15:52:55

Bright and early, my alarm rings. I groan before stretching and silencing it. It's currently 6.30 and the only reason I'm awake is because I have a class by 8.

I get out of bed, brush my teeth, shower and apply my skincare. While I wait for my collagen mask to set in, my legs move to the kitchen to get me a decent breakfast. There's nothing. The cupboards and cabinets are empty.

I'm confused because Jesse went grocery shopping yesterday, unless, they're hiding it from me. "You're just being p
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  • Head Over Shoulders    Vicky

    Thanks to the pills, Ander is still asleep when I wake up. As quietly as possible, I pack up everything I own. Something tells me I should leave something to let him remember me by. But I know Ander won't forget me, not even if he wished to. Just to be nice, I spray my perfume on the pillow he claimed to be his. Also for extra credit, I sob into it. I cry so much I feel like my eyes are going to pop. I shouldn't be crying, but Owen did say letting him go would be harder than staying with him. Once I'm done, I drag all my stuff out the door. I could just walk away right now, but I can't. Not I don't, I physically and mentally cannot. Instead, I go back inside. Ander is still in the floor, asleep but sobbing. It makes me cry even more. "Don't go..." He says almost breathlessly. "Please, don't leave me." I stand at the door watching him cry. My fingers itch to touch him, to wipe his tears. "Mommy... Angie. Vicky? Archer? Where is everybody." Then a sob tears from his throat. "Why did

  • Head Over Shoulders    Vicky

    Everybody who is alive and in the university knows that Ander has been expelled. The university released an official notice concerning it, and most people for some sick reason are celebrating it. It only shows how horrible people truly are. Ander has been on the bathroom floor for about two days now. He only gets up to drink water from the sink and falls right back. He hasn't spoken to me or vice versa. There isn't anything either of us could possibly say. Another person being affected by the situation is me. So many people focus on Ander calling me his. They mock me, call me names, others pity me. Saying Ander led me to this path I'm on. I could blame Ander, yes. But I know that wouldn't be the truth. Aubrey looked at me today. I'm celebrating it because it's not her usual point zero glance. She looked at me and pitied me. I felt it radiating off everybody honestly. Pity, disgust. All negative emotions I don't freaking like. My class ends a little later than usual. The lecturer t

  • Head Over Shoulders    Ander

    I don't go completely unconscious like I would've love to because a sharp pain stings my side. I force my eyes open and see Ria. She's trying to come to me, but there's a guy pushing her away. There are two holding either of my hands to stop me from falling. My legs feel like jelly. A sting on my face this time makes me raise my head. Looking down at me is someone I know I've seen before, but I don't know where or under what circumstances. The memory gaps are too frequent for a fucking 22 year old. "Get up would ya. The disciplinary committee doesn't have all day." He grunts. I try standing on my own, but I fall right back to the ground. The guys from earlier hoist me up. Ria snakes her way through them and grabs my face. "Everything is going to be fine okay? It's going to."I shake my head because I know it won't be. It's only when Ria takes her now blood stained hands off my face that I realize I'm bleeding. I don't feel physical pain anymore. Shits emotional now. I'm dragged, n

  • Head Over Shoulders    Ander

    Rustling of the sheets wakes me up. I turn my hungover head to Vicky. We lock gazes but he averts his eyes almost immediately. "Hi." I move closer to him but he's already off the bed. "No morning cuddles I'm guessing.""I have an early morning class Ander. Important things to do." I let him get ready as I stare at the ceiling. I can't remember the last time I drank that much. Probably during Angie's death. My memory is inconsistent because last thing I remember was getting a vodka. I do remember having a fit and also being in the bathroom with Vicky. But they're all a blur. The notification ping of his phone breaks my daydreaming. It happens the first time, second, third and till it's so consistent I want to break the device. I roll to his side of the bed to silence it but realize it's not Vicky's phone but mine. What's crazy is not even the notifications but the device is fully charged. I sure as hell didn't plug it. But why would Vicky? I pick the phone to see what the fuss is al

  • Head Over Shoulders    Vicky

    From the number of times I've been admitted into the hospital, you'd think I'd be used to waking up and inhaling the first sting of antiseptic. It gets me every time and now isn't an exception. My head hurts like a bitch and when I try to raise my feet, they feel like I was run over by a truck. I turn my head slightly to the right and I can see someone. It takes my vision a while to clear before the white blob turns out to be a nurse. "Oh, lovely. You're awake," her chirping voice drills into my eardrums. I would've told her off if I didn't feel like shit. I manage a smile though it's nothing close to the massive one on her face. "How the hell did I end up here?"Just then, two old people I have never seen in my life walk in, smiling at me. What is with everyone and smiling? The nurse sees the confusion on my face and speaks,"This is Janet and her husband Ezra. They're the ones that brought you here."The last thing I remembered was fighting with Ander and taking a blow to the hea

  • Head Over Shoulders    Ander

    "Mommy." I'm panting like a dog. My vision is blurry, and my legs wobbly, but I can hear the faintest noise. It's not my mother like I had thought. That strangled cry is mine. Why am I crying and why am I hearing myself from the distance?There's fog covering the ground I'm attempting to walk on, so I don't even know where I'm going. It feels like I'm looking for my mother, but I don't know why. "Ander," comes a breathless cry. The voice is somewhere in front of me so I pick up my pace. The faster I run the louder the voice, till I see where it's coming from. I take a quick halt as I stare at what is before —beneath me. My mother's coffin is open, both her arms at either side of the box. She's still bleeding from the cut on her wrist, only this time her blood reeks. "Ander," she says again turning her head to me. "Come to mommy." I know it's not real because my mother looks exactly like she did on her funeral. I shake my head and attempt to run away, but something pushes me right

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