don't leave me

chapter 1 ♡ need a ride?

Mila

I love school

I know a lot of people hate it, but to be honest I can't stand being in my house one more minute.

Plus, being with my friends it's ten thousand better than being with my family. Without counting my dog, obviously.

Tomorrow I'm starting junior year of high school and I don't know how to feel about it. I just want high school to be over so I can get the fuck out of this town and very far away from my family.

I love my family, they have always give me the love a parent is supposed to give to their child, but I know they don't like me for who I am. So I just pretend to be someone they would like.

My sister Amelia says that they are just really close-minded and that they love me, but that is really easy to say when you're the favorite child and you have always been the best in everything. It's kind of exhausting to be always in her shadow, but you get use to it.

I took a last glance in the mirror before getting out of the bathroom, I start getting ready for the day by putting some mascara and a little bit of concealer in my under eye bags so they won't look that bad.

I've always had problems with how I look, but I discovered that I can't really change the way I look so I have to deal with my face everyday.

"Mila! We're gonna be late!" I heard my mom yelling from downstairs.

"One minute" I yelled back.

I put on a plain blue jean skirt, a white tank top and put some brown boots with it. I usually get my outfits inspire by pinterest, I consider myself with good style however style is subjective.

I got out of my room until I realized I didn't put my gold rings, I go back to my desk and search for it in my jewelry box until I found them and put them on.

I run downstairs as fast as I can because my mom is already in the car waiting for me to get out.

I get into the passenger sit and I see that my mom has a scowl on her face.

"I told you I didn't want to be late" She yelled.

I put my seatbelt on before turning back to her. "Sorry, there was no hot water in the shower".

"I don't care, next time I want you here in time" She yelled again.

I smiled, "okay mommy" I put on an angelic face.

"Stop"

"Okay" and I kept smiling until we arrived to our destiny.

My mom and I get out of the car and walk until we reach the empty classroom in which the therapy sessions take place.

We stop in the entrance of the classroom and my mom turns to me, "I'll be back in an hour okay?" she says.

"Yeah, I'll be fine. Love you"

She walks back to the car without even noticing if I entered or not.

Every single Sunday I go to group therapy. I've been struggling with a really bad anxiety disorder for a while now. I'm better now. Totally.

"Okay group let's get started" Tiffany, our group leader, yells so everyone could hear, "Everyone will be naming two things you're greatful about and two things you want to accomplish"

Everyone around me starts sitting, me included.

A couple of people named them and then Tiffany asks me to share with the group. If I'm being honest, I'm not a fan of sharing my feelings with people but I love talking so it is not that bad.