Life is Hard.
Monster
"Fuck this" I cursed before walking away from Charlotte. I keep on walking without a destination in mind.
Green grass, pink flowers, cool wind. The sound of water flowing filled my ears. A waterfall came into sight at the end of the path. The view became bigger and clearer as I walked closer, the soothing sound getting louder. I sat down on a green patch of grass right next to the waterfall. A few drops of water sprinkled on my face as they gush down the waterfall and hit the rocks, causing little splashes. It was nice and refreshing. I stripped down to my boxers and took off my shirt and tossed it over to a dry rock further away from the waterfall. My pants and shoes also joined the pile.
I ran and cannonballed into the water. The water was cold, but not freezing, just nice. The depths of the pond wasn't very deep, it reached up to my chest. The pond was crystal clear, I swam over to the waterfall and stood beneath it, enjoying the water as it hit my back. I leaned back, expecting to lean on a hard rock for support but instead, I fell right through. Water gushed into my mouth and into my lungs when I fell back, plunging into the water, standing up hurriedly out of the water, I gasped for air at the same time coughing like mad. I discovered a cave, taking the place of my imaginary rock, a small cave, just under the surface of the water.
I got out of the pond and sat down on the grass trying to dry off before dressing. " you just had to join the freaking program, didn't you!" I frowned as the thought came back in mind. What the hell is wrong with me, I'm a monster, why did I screamed at her? It wasn't even her fault. Anger rose up to my cheeks again making them red, who was I angry at? I was angry at Charlotte. I was angry at the school. Most importantly, I was angry at myself. I took my clothes from the rock and dressed. Angry, I had the urge to throw something, I took a pebble from the ground and tossed it into the pond before leaving.
I stopped by Nandos on the way home to grab dinner. People were starring, I was still a little wet, my clothes were clinging onto my skin. I decided to just take away my food and eat on my way home. Both mom and dad's car were parked in the garage, they weren't usually home, always out somewhere meeting clients for business. I mostly just come home to an empty house filled with silence.
"Why are you dripping wet, darling?" my mom questioned as she reach in to hug me but decided against it as I was wet.
"Uh I went for a swim, mum" I gave her a peck on the cheek.
"Go and get changed before you fall sick."
“Yeah, I know.” I said before heading upstairs to my bedroom. I turned the doorknob to enter my bedroom, always coming home to a well cleaned and tidy room no matter what state I leave it in the morning. I peeled off my clothes, tossing them into the laundry basket and entering the en-suite bathroom. I looked into mirror and come face to face with a guy with messed up hair, old, wrinkly fingers and a frown hanging on his face. I stepped into the shower and closed the glass door.
**
Charlotte’s POV
I got back home. Using the back of my hand to wipe off the remaining tears on my cheeks. Going into the bathroom across my bedroom, I look into the mirror. I looked horrible, red and puffy eyes, tear stains still visible on my cheeks that were pinkish. I opened the tap and splashed my face with water, using the napkin beside the sink to dry off. I picked up my phone from the bed and dialed in Niall’s number. ‘The phone that you are dialing is currently unavailable, please try again later.’ The same voice repeated the same line I’ve heard for the second time today. He is either just ignoring my calls or he switched off his phone. I sat down at my study table and took out my project that has not been even touched since the first day.
Niall’s POV
I finally brought my phone that had been laying lifelessly in my jeans back to life. I was still half naked only having a towel around my waist so I went to dress as the phone started up. ‘3 MISSED CALLS’ flashed on the rectangular screen of my Iphone. Two were from Charlotte and one was from mom. I was debating in my head whether to call Charlie or not when my phone vibrated. “I’m sorry” there was a text from her. Why is she apologizing for something that wasn’t even her fault, this is wrong, it’s my fault, I should be the one who is apologizing right now. I pressed the call button and she picked up after three rings.
“Hello” She said softly, gasping after, she had been crying. The thought of her crying pains me, furthermore, I was the cause.
“Hi, Charlie” I replied softly.
“Um, I’m sleepy. I’ma go to sleep.” I heard the bed creaked on the other line.
“Oh, okay” Not knowing what to say.
“Goodnight, Niall” she said sadly after a few seconds of silence, only breathing sound on the opposite lines filled our ears, giving the sign that they’re still there.
“Goodnight, Charlie.”
Charlotte’s POV
“I’m sorry” I texted Niall before I went to bed. My phone rang after I send the text. It was Niall, I wiped off the tears for who knows how many time today even I lost count, taking deep breathes to even out my breathing.
“Hello.” I speak into the phone.
“Hi, Charlie” He was calling me by my nickname he gave me. Suddenly having the urge to cry again when I hear his voice, tears were slowly filling my eyes making them feel heavy.
“I’m sleepy, I’ma go to sleep.” I made up a lame excuse just to end this conversation, even though my heart didn’t want it to end, I didn’t want him to hear me crying, showing the weak person I really am inside.
“Oh, okay”. The line went silent.
“Goodnight, Niall” I spoke up.
“Goodnight, Charlie” He used it again.
I hang up, finally alone to let my tears fall freely down as they like, damping my cheeks. I hugged my pillow tightly against my chest, crying into it. I was still in my hoodie and shorts, not bothering to change as they were comfortable and I was lazy and tired. ‘Why does everything good in my life always have to end up like this?’ I thought came through my mind as I cried myself to sleep.
Green grass, pink flowers, cool wind. The sound of water flowing filled my ears. A waterfall came into sight at the end of the path. The view became bigger and clearer as I walked closer, the soothing sound getting louder. I sat down on a green patch of grass right next to the waterfall. A few drops of water sprinkled on my face as they gush down the waterfall and hit the rocks, causing little splashes. It was nice and refreshing. I stripped down to my boxers and took off my shirt and tossed it over to a dry rock further away from the waterfall. My pants and shoes also joined the pile.
I ran and cannonballed into the water. The water was cold, but not freezing, just nice. The depths of the pond wasn't very deep, it reached up to my chest. The pond was crystal clear, I swam over to the waterfall and stood beneath it, enjoying the water as it hit my back. I leaned back, expecting to lean on a hard rock for support but instead, I fell right through. Water gushed into my mouth and into my lungs when I fell back, plunging into the water, standing up hurriedly out of the water, I gasped for air at the same time coughing like mad. I discovered a cave, taking the place of my imaginary rock, a small cave, just under the surface of the water.
I got out of the pond and sat down on the grass trying to dry off before dressing. " you just had to join the freaking program, didn't you!" I frowned as the thought came back in mind. What the hell is wrong with me, I'm a monster, why did I screamed at her? It wasn't even her fault. Anger rose up to my cheeks again making them red, who was I angry at? I was angry at Charlotte. I was angry at the school. Most importantly, I was angry at myself. I took my clothes from the rock and dressed. Angry, I had the urge to throw something, I took a pebble from the ground and tossed it into the pond before leaving.
I stopped by Nandos on the way home to grab dinner. People were starring, I was still a little wet, my clothes were clinging onto my skin. I decided to just take away my food and eat on my way home. Both mom and dad's car were parked in the garage, they weren't usually home, always out somewhere meeting clients for business. I mostly just come home to an empty house filled with silence.
"Why are you dripping wet, darling?" my mom questioned as she reach in to hug me but decided against it as I was wet.
"Uh I went for a swim, mum" I gave her a peck on the cheek.
"Go and get changed before you fall sick."
“Yeah, I know.” I said before heading upstairs to my bedroom. I turned the doorknob to enter my bedroom, always coming home to a well cleaned and tidy room no matter what state I leave it in the morning. I peeled off my clothes, tossing them into the laundry basket and entering the en-suite bathroom. I looked into mirror and come face to face with a guy with messed up hair, old, wrinkly fingers and a frown hanging on his face. I stepped into the shower and closed the glass door.
**
Charlotte’s POV
I got back home. Using the back of my hand to wipe off the remaining tears on my cheeks. Going into the bathroom across my bedroom, I look into the mirror. I looked horrible, red and puffy eyes, tear stains still visible on my cheeks that were pinkish. I opened the tap and splashed my face with water, using the napkin beside the sink to dry off. I picked up my phone from the bed and dialed in Niall’s number. ‘The phone that you are dialing is currently unavailable, please try again later.’ The same voice repeated the same line I’ve heard for the second time today. He is either just ignoring my calls or he switched off his phone. I sat down at my study table and took out my project that has not been even touched since the first day.
Niall’s POV
I finally brought my phone that had been laying lifelessly in my jeans back to life. I was still half naked only having a towel around my waist so I went to dress as the phone started up. ‘3 MISSED CALLS’ flashed on the rectangular screen of my Iphone. Two were from Charlotte and one was from mom. I was debating in my head whether to call Charlie or not when my phone vibrated. “I’m sorry” there was a text from her. Why is she apologizing for something that wasn’t even her fault, this is wrong, it’s my fault, I should be the one who is apologizing right now. I pressed the call button and she picked up after three rings.
“Hello” She said softly, gasping after, she had been crying. The thought of her crying pains me, furthermore, I was the cause.
“Hi, Charlie” I replied softly.
“Um, I’m sleepy. I’ma go to sleep.” I heard the bed creaked on the other line.
“Oh, okay” Not knowing what to say.
“Goodnight, Niall” she said sadly after a few seconds of silence, only breathing sound on the opposite lines filled our ears, giving the sign that they’re still there.
“Goodnight, Charlie.”
Charlotte’s POV
“I’m sorry” I texted Niall before I went to bed. My phone rang after I send the text. It was Niall, I wiped off the tears for who knows how many time today even I lost count, taking deep breathes to even out my breathing.
“Hello.” I speak into the phone.
“Hi, Charlie” He was calling me by my nickname he gave me. Suddenly having the urge to cry again when I hear his voice, tears were slowly filling my eyes making them feel heavy.
“I’m sleepy, I’ma go to sleep.” I made up a lame excuse just to end this conversation, even though my heart didn’t want it to end, I didn’t want him to hear me crying, showing the weak person I really am inside.
“Oh, okay”. The line went silent.
“Goodnight, Niall” I spoke up.
“Goodnight, Charlie” He used it again.
I hang up, finally alone to let my tears fall freely down as they like, damping my cheeks. I hugged my pillow tightly against my chest, crying into it. I was still in my hoodie and shorts, not bothering to change as they were comfortable and I was lazy and tired. ‘Why does everything good in my life always have to end up like this?’ I thought came through my mind as I cried myself to sleep.
5/31/13