High School Never Ends

It’s been around a week since I snapped at Mike. Lucky, for me it was half-term break so I didn’t have to leave the house or communicate with anybody outside of my home. Austin has gone back to his rockstar life with the assumption that everything is fine. To be honest, I don’t blame him. Some days, I swear I could run away and leave all of this behind. But who would I be then? I can’t abandon my Mum like that.
None of the guys have called or texted me ever since that day. I feel really shitty about it, but now I have no idea how to fix it. I struggle to leave the house anymore, in fear that they’ll see me and turn their heads from me. The only people who have truly wanted to be my friends in the last year have gone: I’ve lost them.
Today was the day. I had to go to the shop whether I liked it or not. We’d starve otherwise. No doubt someone would see me there. It’s just my luck.
Cautiously, I left the house and walked towards the shops with my headphones in. I’ll just pick up a few things to last us another couple of days. How on earth I’m supposed to go back to school, I don’t know.
Finally, I reached the shop and quickly grabbed a basket before rushing my way around the aisles picking up what I needed. However, before I could reach the till I saw them. All four of them. I cursed under my breath and turned to walk the other way when I heard Mike’s laughter. I peered over at them and they all seemed happy. Not a care in the world. I felt the tears brimming in my eyes. After everything, this past week I’ve not been able to leave the house through fear and guilt and none of them even care. They’ll just move on with their lives and forget about me.
I dropped the basket to the floor, allowing a couple of jars to smash, and ran out of the shop away from everything. I knew everyone was staring, and I knew people had heard the basket crash to the ground but I didn’t care. This couldn’t go on. I didn’t stop running until I reached my house. When I got in I collapsed to the floor in front of the door and pulled my knees up to my chest whilst I sobbed. I needed somebody, anybody. Desperately, I pulled out my phone and scrolled through my contacts multiple times before deciding on the one person I could count on to protect me: it was the only way.
“Hello?”
“M-Melissa?” I sobbed
“Aria, what’s happened? What’s Amelia done?”
“No, no it’s not Amelia…”
“I swear if Vic fucked up your life…”
“No. Melissa, I really need you. I can’t do any of this alone anymore.” I cried out
“It’s okay, Aria. I’m booking the first flight back right now. Do you want to tell me what’s happened?” She soothed
“I fucked up. I snapped at Mike and the guys haven’t spoken to me since. They all seem so happy without me and it hurts. I’m so alone…!” I choked out
“No you’re not! You’ve got me and you’ve got Amelia. I’ll be with you tomorrow morning, I promise Aria.”
“Thank you, Melissa.”

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