All Chapters of Head Over Shoulders : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

I lied to Vicky when I said I was visiting my mother today. It's Angie I'm going to see. The drive to the cemetery feels insanely strange, not the usual level of strange. I shake off the feeling weighing my shoulders down, and go faster. Since I've quit drinking, instead of the usual bottle we share, I buy her flowers. Angie wasn't a huge fan of flowers, but she'll have to make do. The grass crunches under my feet as I make my way there, then I halt completely. I finally know what that uncomfortable feeling was. It's Archer staring down at my sister, quiet as a mouse. I'm about to throw a fit when I hear whimpering. I pause and not later, he breaks a sob. Archer stands there, crying his eyeballs out and I watch him like a creep. He deserves it honestly. He deserves to see what he actually did. I don't think he's ever come to visit our sister since she died 4 fucking years ago. "It's real isn't it." I didn't want to say anything, but I guess my mouth wasn't in on that idea. Archer

The past few months have passed in a blur. Exams were the worst part and I know I've flunked a lot of courses. I'm tempted to say it's not my fault, but I know it is. It's the summer break and everybody is partying. Opening all my handles, it's posts after post, stories after stories of insane summer parties. I wouldn't want to go, and even if I would, I can't. Why? Ander. There's a reason Owen said Ander and I don't function together, because we don't. We're magnets that repel each other, but still force ourselves together. Our whole dynamic has shifted from the suffocating sexual tension to equally suffocating possessiveness. He doesn't let me leave the house, I'm to be glued to his side. Heck, he was so paranoid all the times I went to write my exams. It took me hours of reassurance that I was coming back for him to let me walk out the door. Like right now, his head is on my chest and my hands are in his hair, just the way he likes it. He's quietly humming, that's when he's the

By the time my eyes open, I'm almost laughing. I had the scariest dream ever. I dreamt my mother killed herself. It was very graphic and I curse my imagination. I get up from the floor — not even questioning why I was there in the first place — and the stench of blood hits me. Shivers run down my spine and goosebumps erupt from my skin. It wasn't a dream, and it is so real I'm going to throw up. I move closer to the kitchen counter where my mother lays. Rigor mortis has set in making her look very corpse-y. I run my hands through her hair, waiting for the tears to come. It doesn't. I've become too sad to cry. "Should we call Dad or the morgue first?" That's when I realize there are other people in this room. I turn to them sitting on the couch like lovers. Vicky looks at me with just a bit of remorse. I hate the look in his eyes, I hate the look in Archer's eyes. "If you had just come with me, we'd have stopped her. But you made me beg you. You're not that important you know. My m

My fingers thrum on the steering wheel as I wait for Evana to come out of her house. She does after a million light years, but her parents are right behind her. I try not to curl my lip because of the way they're looking at me. Pity. Her father, Ben knocks on the window for me to come out. He pulls me into a hug and her mother does too. That hug, that lasted 7 seconds each tips me off my balance. Especially when Erica hugged me. My mother is never going to hug me again. I'm never going to see my mother again. Tears slip down my face uncontrollably and Erica hugs me again. I melt into her embrace, enjoying the smell of the cookies she was baking on her. After barely restraining myself from breaking down in her arms, I break the hug. "I'm sorry for your loss honey. Feel free to come anytime you want. We're here for you."This is why my relationship with Evana is perfect. She's an amazing woman with an amazing family. The only thing that needs fixing is me. "Thank you. The both of yo

Going back home felt too painful, so when Erica texted me asking if I would like to stay in her house for a while, I jumped on the offer immediately. I knock on the door still in my funeral suit and Evana hugs me. I rest a little of my weight on her. We go back in where her parents, younger sister and even her fucking dog look at me pitifully. I try to smile, but my eyes are as huge as lips right now. "It's going to be okay. Would you like some tea?"I shake my head politely. "No thanks. I'm not in the mood for anything right now.""It's okay," Ben speaks. "You can go rest up. You're free to sleep in either Evana's room or the guest room."They leave the both of us alone in the dining room. The lights are low and the curtains drawn to make me feel more comfortable. "Talk to me. I'll go crazy if you don't speak. Say something.""What should I talk about?""I know you want to talk about today. Say whatever you please.""Was the person that caused a ruckus your brother?"I look at her