All Chapters of Head Over Shoulders : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

"We're going to be fine. You know, pretend like we don't miss you." As my mother struggles to hold her tears, so do I. I'd honestly prefer not to go back to school, but I have to else they'll grow suspicious. They think I'm going back to my amazing boyfriend and hospitable dorm mates. The thought of it makes me squirm every time. "You know you can call or visit anytime right? Just call me first.""Sure champ, will do." My father is acting nonchalant but I can see under that facade. He too will miss me. I hug them each for the last time and get on my bus. Left to me, they wouldn't have followed me to the bus station. But, saying no to my parents is harder than denying a toddler candy. The other passengers get on the bus and in a while, we're moving. Once my parents are out of view, I connect my earphones and play some music. The music I "accidentally" put isn't just anything. It's the playlist Ander made me long ago. I close me eyes and lean back, trying to ignore all the memories

My mother is on the balcony, staring down. The disappointment is as clear as day. I move slowly to her, afraid of startling her or worse, alerting my father who had me confined in my room for days. "Mommy." My voice is hoarse from all the crying I've been doing. Most of my meals are what Angie was able to sneak in for me. I was fed once a day because my parents are not that bad. She doesn't respond, continues smoking her cigarette. My mother doesn't like us seeing her smoke, because we know there's a reason behind it. I guess today I'm the reason. I move to hug her, but she pushes me. "Don't touch me.""I'm sorry.""Why are you apologizing? Will your darn apology solve anything?"The only reason she yells is because Angie is in school right now. I too would've been in school, but I was asked to stay back, so Andrez wouldn't lure me into what they were trying to cure. "I know you expected me to be a certain way, but I'm not. I'm different and I wish you'd accept me like that."I'm

Everybody is out partying today. Maybe I would've gone if somebody actually invited me to go. I press my phone, alternating learning new makeup skills and replying to Kuea's messages. The guy is funny and knows how to hold conversations, but I can't get past the flirting. Nobody around me just wants to be genuine friends with me. That's not true though because I know I pushed all the genuine people out of my life. And now, I'm here tolerating trash like Cody. Yes, I said it. Cody is trash, sue me if you please. Ever since that night, Cody has been cold to me. He's mean and says a lot of weird stuff, things Jesse says. It makes me confused and irritated, but I don't bother clearing my name. The less people talk to me, the better. My eyes droop and holding my phone becomes a chore. That's understandable because it's almost 2 a.m. I tell Kuea goodnight and tuck myself in bed. I don't sleep immediately because my brain prefers overthinking to resting. Everything that happened in the p

As I watch my brother walk away, I sigh. Today started as a very weird day. As early as 7 a.m, there was a loud knock on the door. The person had to have giant fists because I could hear it all the way upstairs. And our house is by no means tiny. Opening the door, it was my father and 2 other men. I don't let them in. "What do you want?"He shoved me out of the way. "Where's your mother?" That was a rhetorical question because she was only ever in Angie's room."Why do you care? What is this about? Who are they?" He didn't answer me as he led them upstairs. I was only able to take a few steps before my mother's screams echoed through the whole house. I know I was supposed to run after them and chase them out, but I couldn't. I stayed glued to the floor because I had heard that scream before. The first time I OD'd and was slipping out of consciousness, my mother screamed this loud. With the same fear. I swallowed the gall in my throat and listened to them. "Don't take me away. I ne

Even though Aubrey won't talk to me, the others still treat me like a person. Zee came a while ago to tell me he and her are finally dating. Honestly, I'm happy for them, I tell him that. He left after a while so his girlfriend wouldn't get suspicious. Now, I'm just sitting on this lonely bench enjoying my lonely sandwich. I could call Archer and tell him I'm done for the day so he can pick me up, but sometimes I feel like a burden. He says he has meetings till 5 and it'll be 5 in an about an hour. I can wait. "Why are you sitting here all alone?" I turn my head so fast I experience whiplash. Ander sits beside me, staring at me. I look at him, maybe he isn't real. But I know damn well he's real. Probably even realer than myself. "Ander?" It comes out like a question. The exhausting thing about Ander is his ability to pop out from the unknown. He's unpredictable too. "Vicky."He stares at my hand on my lap while I stare at his face. He looks tired. Not the exhaustion that comes fr