1 Goodmorning (chapter 1)

"Shit," I exclaim dreading the loneliness that surrounds my memory. The dreams are crawling their way back into my life. It's as if I slayed my demons only for them to reappear again. But why? That's the real question I had for myself. Did it really matter though? The shitty nightmares will come back either now or later. Might as well be now, yea? As the combination of my sweat and tears drip from my face onto my sun-kissed yellow comforter.

I found comfort in my unknown confusion and fear I was dealing with. Even my own emotions couldn't understand what was going on in my head. My body however was completely drained of energy. My head was throbbing with pain, my throat felt barely dry, and I could barely hold myself up without slouching over.

Slowly catching my breath. I slowly breathe through my nose and out through my mouth. Trying to use the breathing techniques my therapist had taught me when I was younger. The red neon numbers on the clock were distracting enough for me to get out of my own head. I knew I only had one option and sleep surely wasn't one of them.

Luckily the shower pressure relaxed my nerves and the tension that was building in my shoulders. Because if not I was for sure going to be one hell of a problem.

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Wiping the fog from the mirror. I study each feature on my face that I Inherited from my parents. Being mixed had its benefits like my beautiful sun-kissed milk chocolate brown skin and my beautiful plain dark brown kinky curls. Yet there was also the cons. I had uneven round olive-green eyes and the stupid evident dark circles under my eyes weren't attractive either.

Sliding into the most comfortable pair of jeans, an over-sized grey sweatshirt, and my old black rusty vans. I was rocking my comfortable look. However, it is the first day of school so I should at least try to look somewhat presentable for today. Putting on a little more makeup than usual(adding lip gloss was the extra). I finish off my 'I'm cute, but still a lazy bum' look.

After getting dress, Grabbing my phone and backpack, I jog downstairs. The house was extremely quiet. Usually, Bethany, and her neck sucking boyfriend, Hayden, are moaning and grunting on our kitchen counters. Guess today is different.

Beth is my sister. Technically half-sister, but we say we're full blood. We look nothing alike. Seriously, Beth has long Brunette hair, dark green eyes, and fair toned skin. As for me, I have mid-length curly brown hair, olive-green eyes, and brown skin. Yea our dad was a hoe. Excuse my language ' he liked women a lot so he chooses to make them'. His words, not mines. Shaking my thoughts from my head, I pour myself cereal and decide to watch Netflix.

Episodes later of grey's and anatomy, Hayden and Beth are gigging down the steps. Paying no mind to their goofiness, I roll my eyes and turn the t.v up louder. Of course, Hayden has to dramatically flop down on the couch next to me. Then do his you know I'm sexy so look at my dreamy blue eyes. And of course, I do. Stupid right?

However, his response wasn't as pleasing as I would expect. Watching as the wrinkles began to form on his forehead, his long fingers trail under my eyes. Shutting my eyes closed, my throat starts closing in. Goosebumps appear on my arm, and my heart is skipping a couple of beats. Opening my eyes slowly. I get caught staring into his deep blue eyes. The beautiful swirl of blue is mesmerizing. Shit, I curse internally. "You should be on my sister's neck right now," I say trying to distract Hayden from figuring out my secret.

Usually, he would laugh and accuse me of being jealous. Unfortunately, he looks genuinely concerned and honestly scared. " Sky is the night terrors coming back," he says quietly. Shit, he knows. Consequently, Beth had to say something before I could respond. However, for once I appreciate it. "Sky, is your boyfriend driving you to school?" Beth yells from the kitchen. As usual, appreciation doesn't last long.

Hayden automatically drops his hand due to my sister's voice. Yet, he's still staring at me like I'm an injured puppy. I can tell he just processed what my sister said, and as if on timing he turns away clenching his jaw. Is his ego really bruised right now? Guys can be so annoying at times. Then again so are girls.

He so focused on the t.v that I'm pretty sure he could memorize the actor's lines. Allowing our sad, romantic, breathtaking moment to disappear from my memory. I pull out my phone to distract myself from repeating said moment.

Good morning babe- My teddy bear.

I can't help, but giggle noticing the 'my teddy bear' notification on my lock screen. Hey, are you picking me up today?- I respond.

You'll see :)- My teddy bear.

Locking my phone I tug it away in my sweatshirt pocket.

Standing up I let out a low moan as I stretch my arms. When I turn around to see a smirking Hayden. Guess his ego isn't bruised after all. "Get your mind out of the gutter Johnson," I say rolling my eyes. " Anything for you princess," Hayden says saluting me. Blushing due to my childhood nickname. I march my way into the kitchen excited for what's about to enter my mouth.

Pouring myself a fresh glass of orange juice. I enjoy the rich sweet taste of citrus rolling down my tongue to the back of my throat. That's until I open my eyes. Choking on my orange juice. Desperately waiting for the burning sensation to subside from the back of my throat.

"Beth is there anything reason why your mean mugging me," I say taking a short sip of my orange juice. "I just don't get it," she says with a disgusted expression on her face. "Why do you dress like a homeless person," she says eyeing my body up and down.

"And I'm supposed to dress like that?" I question. Gesturing to her skin tight spaghetti-strapped red dress that clings to her body as if it's her second skin. "Just go" She scoffs. "Gladly," I say downing the rest of my orange juice.

Babe, I'm here- My teddy bear.

"bye sissy," I say. Quickly kissing her cheek. Knowing Beth she would've probably pulled my hair from my scalp just for calling her 'sissy'. Yea anger management is needed. I practically sprint towards the door.

I'm guessing I'm not fast enough, because Hayden grabs my wrist, and stops me from leaving. God, I hate it when he looks at me like this. It feels as if my heart is melting into my stomach. "Have a good first day," he says. I have a strong urge to smash my lips on his a taste every inch of his minty fresh smelling mouth, but no matter how strong the urge is. Sigh. I can't. "Thank you have a good one too" I reply plastering a fake smile on my face.

I'm guessing I've been staring for a beat too long because Beth appears her expression full of confusion. On cue, Hayden lets go of my wrist. With that, I walk outside. Breathing in the fresh air that I didn't realize I needed.

I was happy to see that Nathan's all-black car is waiting for me in my driveway. And all thoughts of Hayden disappear from my mind.