Good Morning Reality Ch.2

The next morning I woke up squinting my eyes to the bright lights switched on in my bedroom.

"Wake up Rue we gotta leave to go to meet your mom at the Sheetz gas station in 20 minutes," my dad said tugging on the end of my bed. Rue was the nickname given by my aunt who was ‘exiled’ from the family when she divorced my uncle.  “Your sister isn't going to the beach with you guys, correct?”

“Yes…” I mumbled pulling a pillow over my head.

“Come on we aren't gonna be late because of you.” he walked out and shut the door.

"Okay, okay damn..." slowly I pulled myself up to sit recumbent in my bed. I looked around the room and then at my alarm, it was 6:32 am. When i looked out my window i realized it was still dark outside. I pulled myself up dragging myself off my comfort and walking over to my vanity to stare into my mirror, I pulled on my face in examination.

Once i was done looking at my streaking mascara and my eye bags, i went over and plugged in my computer after a second the screen lit up with 78 messages from the group chat. Of course, they answered my text once I was asleep.

Letting out a deep breath and returning to sit on the edge of my bed. I tapped on my phone screen and it lit up in the dark room. It was 3 messages. Two from my friend Sadie.

Sadie: WE ARE GOING TO THE BEACH! The first text is read in all capitals. WHOOP WHOOP! the other said followed by an assortment of emojis.

Me: we'll see you at 8! I smiled to myself.

I sent it with a surfing and crab emoji. When I went to check my other message I stopped and read over the just sent "good morning" text from Anthony. Smiling, I went back to read the other messages I had received.

Lorenzo: Hey, we haven't talked in a while. Miss ya!

The message was from my boyfriend. My smile instantly drifted and guilt filled my heart, I should have never texted Anthony last night. I should have been talking to my boyfriend. I started to lose feelings for Lorenzo a while ago but that's no excuse, he's still my boyfriend. I'm just like my dad, don't get me wrong I love my father but he also said he loved my mom. Now I'm at his house normalizing the fact he eats dinner with another woman. He's sleeping in the same room with her and ten years ago he made the same promises he did to my mom to another woman, and she was in another white dress, with a ring on her finger. I ignored the message and switched back over to Anthony’s message.

Me: Good morning! I said back. He answered quickly

Anthony: How did you sleep?

Me: I slept well. 

I responded and then switched over to Snapchat. Staring while scrolling down the long list of unopened snaps. My boyfriend didn't like the fact I had Snapchat cause I would have at least 200 snaps daily. It is obscene, I know, and by no means am I trying to brag, I used to know all these people. Over time they just turned into extra notifications on my phone.  I opened a few and then turned my phone back on Do Not Disturb. I flopped back on my bed with my arms spread and let out a long breath. I need to be happy, I need to smile, and there is nothing wrong with me. After five minutes of convincing myself to start the day, I picked myself up and went to my dresser.

Taking the white crop top and the light gray sweatpants, I then placed them on my bed. The white top was from my friend Alejandro. He's not my friend, he doesn't like me calling him that. I do care about him though, his dad was involved in some illegal stuff and his mom didn't want him so he lives with most of his family in South Carolina. Though I rarely see him, I will always have a small spot for him in my heart if he ever needs something. Occasionally he will send me a note card from the places he would travel to, but other than that I have no reason to feel any other emotion for him other than friendly love.

Once I put on the outfit I shoved all my folded clothes on top of my dresser into my bag, then I straightened the comforter on my bed. then i. messed up the bed I just fixed up by laying back again, and checked my messages one last time before going to the car. A text from Anthony, my friend Sadie, and my boyfriend. I sat there in gaze.

How do I respond to Lorenzo?...

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