◽ C h a p t e r  4 ◽

I flopped down on my bed and cried into my pillow. I could hear my parents yelling at Clyde.

A few minutes of silence passed by, I waited to see if anything else would happen. Not a single sound could be heard.

I laid on my back and stared at the ceiling thinking everything through. I missed my old friends. I missed my old school. I missed the person I was before we moved here.

Happy.

I always thought things would turn out great when we settled down here.
It turns out I was wrong, very wrong. I always wondered if I did something terrible to deserve this, and maybe it was Karma's way of punishing me.

Clyde walked into my room and sat on my bed. I pulled the covers over my head hinting that I was in no mood for a conversation, mostly because I was afraid I'd start crying again.

Gently pulling the covers off my head, I sat up to face him.

“I'm sorry.” he said slowly, turning to face me. “I had no idea that would hurt you, guess I need a filter in my mouth now don't I?”

We both laughed, I couldn't remember the last time I laughed this hard. It felt nice.

He ruffled my hair before leaving my room. “goodnight kiddo.”

“Don't call me that, I'm 16 not a little child Clyde” I shouted back throwing my pillow at him as he left my room.

“Whatever you're still a kid to me.” he yelled back.

As I drifted back to sleep my phone chimed

1 new message- Camila

I unlocked my phone and my heart sank as I read the message.

Can't wait to see you at school tomorrow bitch, this school year will be an unforgettable one for you!

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