The Press Conference Pt.1

Mi'Jay

*a lot of time skips*

10:30 pm

In the past week, Navia and I had been getting close. It was almost like we were inseparable. We stayed up all night and talked about our lives outside of school, our families, likes and dislikes. Navia doesn't like talking about her family, I get the feeling she doesn't like her family. I didn't push her to talk about it so when the topic arose I changed it to something more light. Besides, I still hadn't found the courage to tell her about the voices. Moving on... today im packing for my weekend trip back home, How I dreaded the thought of it. But this press conference is of vital importance if I want to run my father's company. Speaking of my father I was not looking forward to seeing him, last we spoke we left off on bad terms. My father doesn't let go of grudges easily. I sighed and shook away the thoughts but it seemed they didn't want to go away as flashbacks of him screaming at me start to play in my head

I tried to ignore it but then his voice got louder "How could you be my son and be so worthless" he tsked and sipped on his 6th glass of Bourbon. Although I kept my face straight the word worthless echoed over and over in my head. I shut my eyes tightly putting my hands over my ears to block out the voices, mocking me. "SHUT UP" I screamed clutching my head tightly "Your dad was right you are worthless" They laughed "you're so dumb you're even talking to yourself" I stumbled down the hall towards my room and into my bathroom, fumbling to get my medicine out of the cabinet. I opened the bottle still hearing them mocking me in my head I swallowed 2 pills and almost instantly the voices started to fade.

I stumbled to my bed, spreading across it. I liked how the warmth welcomed me with open arms, feeling like a hug. With silence came serenity, a feeling I had not felt in a long time. I smiled as the room gently swayed me to sleep. Behold the power of silence.

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7:30 AM

Mi'Jay

I woke up with a foggy feeling in my head and a clouded memory of what happened last night. My phone was ringing on the far side of my bed. I grabbed it and answered it, holding it to my ear I answered. "Hello?" I grumbled rubbing the last bit of sleep out of my eyes. "Hello, Mr. Thomas? I was just calling to remind you that your private jet will be taking off at 10:45 AM and we will be arriving at our destination at 2:00 PM" I yawned and nodded before ii realized he could not see me "Yes thank you for reminding me". "no problem sir, good day" he hung up the phone and I tossed mine on my nightstand before falling back into the comforting warmth of my bed.

10:30

I stepped onto the plane and took my seat instantly ordering something light off of the menu, just to hold my stomach until I got home. I chuckled thinking about how mom was probably preparing a big dinner like she always did whenever I came home. I felt my phone buzz in my pocket. I took it out and smiled when I saw it was a text from Navia. "I wish I could've come with you" I read. my heart ached and I frowned because I wish I could've brought her with me as well, but I'm not ready to introduce her to my family, as much as I loved them they were a little all over the place.

Besides little texts here and there from Navia, the flight was pretty uneventful. I ate and watched a movie to pass the time. I even ended up playing a game with one of the flight attendants, she was beautiful but she didn't even hold a candle to Navia. Eventually, at 2:10, the plane landed. I got up preparing to exit the plane. once the door opened I saw my parents standing at the bottom of the steps. my mom was excited and bouncing on the balls of her feet while my dad stood emotionless as always. As soon as i set foot on the pavement. The bullshit began