I'm sitting on the edge of my bed with my head in my hands when I hear my door creak open slowly. I turn around, half expecting Angela to be standing there, but of course, it's Jaeden.
"So when you said you don't sleep, you actually don't sleep?" He says slowly. I nod. He hums a "Huh" and walks out. Why the hell does he care? Stop poking your nose into other peoples business, bloody hell. I check my watch once more.
3:36 am
I have to check the time a lot. Especially at night because of...you know. I decide to scroll through Pinterest. These girls inspire me so much in clothing choice. But I know I could never be one of them. They have perfect bodies and perfect skin and perfect everything. I get bored of scrolling pretty quickly. I don't want to make myself feel bad about my body more than I already do. I grab the book I'm currently reading and I flick to the page I've folded the corner on.
Chapter 9
Jules' mind was preoccupied with one person. Aidan. He distracted her in every way possible.
I wish I had someone like that. Unfortunately, I don't have a particular crush right now. No one has caught my eye recently. After 15 minutes of reading, I grab my phone to text my Mum. I wished her a safe landing.
I watched some more Netflix until the sun rose. Most people would only see the sun rise 3 or 4 times in their life. I see it everyday. My watch alarm went off.
6:45 am
I switched off my phone and put it in charge while I had a warm shower. I got out and grabbed a towel. After drying myself off, I threw on an outfit.
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I didn't hear any movement in the house so I went down to the kitchen and grabbed a bowl and filled it with cereal. I was about to go to the fridge to grab the milk when I heard Angela come down the stairs.
"Hi sweetie." She yawned. "Oh sorry I was just making myself breakfast. Would you like some?" I apologised.
"No no dear I'm just going to grab a glass of water and then go get ready for work." she replied and did so. She left the room and made her way upstairs. I filled the bowl with milk and grabbed a spoon. I went to sit down on the bar stool at the counter and placed my bowl down before hopping on.
Jaeden had entered but he had been so quiet that I hadn't heard him. I avoided making eye contact with him and looked down at my bowl. I picked up my spoon and was about to eat my spoonful before he interrupted me.
"Sure you want to eat that?" He said looking me up and down. I sighed. He was right. I stood up and placed my bowl in the sink as I heard him scoff. I walk past him but he grabs my wrist.
"I'm so sorry, I don't know what I did! Please don't hit me." I plead. He rolls his eyes before speaking.
"Where are you going?" He ask. Why does he need to know?
"Upstairs..." I answer. He studies my face before answering.
"Put some makeup on. It won't fix you but it'll definitely help." He laughs and lets go of my wrist leaving me there, stunned. That was unnecessary as fuck.
"Why? It's not like anybody cares. No one gives a shit about my life." I answer.
"True." He answer and walks past me to leave the kitchen. What the- You know what? I don't care. I don't give a shit about what he thinks. He can go fuck himself.
