"Busy"

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Cassidy's POV

I wake up to find my "Oldies" playlist playing.

I rolled over and lowered the volume of my speakers.

Laying back in bed, I rub my eyes and bury my head deeper into my pillow.

I don't believe that anybody feels

The way I do about you now

And all the roads we have to walk are winding

And all the lights that lead us there are blinding

There are many things that I would

Like to say to you

But I don't know how

 

Because maybe

You're gonna be the one that saves me

And after all

You're my wonderwall

I look up and stared at the time until the song slowly faded out.

3:14 AM.

5%

Plucking the phone from its stand, I plug it into its charger.

Silence took over my room as I watch the dancing shadows by the window.

Leaves fall helplessly from its branches.

The wind howled outside, as I pull the duvet over my shoulders and curl into a ball.

A few memories run through my mind while I stare at the dark shapes in the room.

"Are you kidding me?!?!"

I winced at the shouting and gripped the hem of my sweater.

"You are so privileged to have education in your life, and you're just going to throw away this opportunity?!?!"

I tuned her voice out and stare at the vein that ran along my mom's neck, it bulged out as she continued to rant.

 

I never really took interest in college.

Sure, I'm a bit above average in school.

I liked my science and literature classes, but not as much as music.

So when I told my parents I didn't want to go to college, they freaked out and got furious.

As a daughter of two parents with masters degree in a medical field, it's impossible to please them without sacrificing the things you love.

 

As the youngest child with two older brothers, my mom likes to make it clear how she labeled us.

 

My oldest brother, Chase, 26 years old, and is pursuing in a medical field.

Label: Favorite kid, smart, logical, reasonable, sophisticated, perfect human being.

 

My older brother, Pete, 24 years old, loves music, and a DJ.

Label: A disappointment, brain-dead, ignorant, useless, delusional.

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