After two hours, I’m finally parking in my home’s driveway. I can’t see either of my parents’ cars in the driveway which means that they’re still at work. The road trip was really fun as we jammed to the music happily. On the road, I learned that Josh was fluent in Spanish. This was a surprise to me. The guy could literally sing most of the Spanish songs in my playlist.  We all jump out of t

Taleen’s relationship with her sister is amazing. I thought that I’m the most protective sibling over Avery, but the way Taleen deals with her sister blows my mind. She pays attention to anything Layan says, she showers her with compliments, and not once have I heard her say a comment that could be hurtful in the least way even if it’s by a joke. Yes, they do bicker, but they don’t throw any hurtful comments. I wish I had a relationship like that with my brother, but this is only wishful thinking and almost an impossible task.  She talked with Layan’s new boyfriend for more than

Everything is over. Taleen is officially out of my life. I’m such an idiot anyway. Of course, she wouldn’t want to be with someone like me. Why would she end up with an addict? Why would somebody like her end up with an addict? Why would she choose her very first partner to be an addict? She deserves better and I can’t be a better version of myself. I wish I could be better for her; I truly do.   It was hard to hear her saying that she doesn’t like me. It was painful to have her call me delusional. It was hard to see the castle of hope I built in my mind crumbling over my head.

I can’t believe I’m getting ready to go to Josh’s Halloween party. Lisa has talked to Owen about my attending the party and apparently, he talked to Josh, who said that there’d be no problem if I attended. To be honest, I haven’t expected that response. I expected him to say that he doesn’t want to see my face ever again and I’m not allowed to set a foot in his place.          I check my costume in the mirror and smile to myself. I decided to go as a La Casa de Papel character. I have a red jumpsuit on and a black top underneath it. Lisa is wearing a Harley Quinn costume and Owen is going as the Joker.          I’m still hesitant about going. I don’t want to spend the night alone while my friends are out there partying, but I also feel like it’s a stupid move to go there, to see him, and to look at him in the eye. I hav

We’ve been sitting in the waiting area for around forty minutes and we haven’t been updated about her state. I still can’t erase her yelps and groans in her dorm room; she was in so much pain and we couldn’t do anything to help her. I wasn’t with them in the same car when we drove her to the hospital, but I can only imagine how the bumps in the road must have hurt her.          “Should I call her family?” Lisa mumbles as she rests her head on Owen’s shoulder.          “Just wait until we know what’s wrong with her,” Owen tells her.          “Has the pain been this bad lately?” I ask Lisa. She would know better than anyone since she’s living with her.          “The pain has definitely be