Broken Hearts Club

Mists of Moon

The sun was dusking as I shut off my phone screen tiring to even check the messages that has been continuously drowning my inbox. My bones were immoveable . I was exhausted to the core of my soul. I am not a night owl but still I dare myself to stay awake till the very morning to manifest that adrenaline junkie I am . I get up from the red sofa set beside my study table as I make a sit for myself on my rumply bed. I place my phone on the bed side table as I jumped to sleep pulling the blankets over my head, burying my face into the white soft cuddly pillow. I smile inhaling the comfortness. I yawn endmost as I rest my eyes slowly blurring my vision. I hear a little sound of a door opening which possibly happened outside my room. I understood mom woke up already like an early bird. Andbutso I ended up sleeping in peace or at least I dreamt I would.

The indisputable sound of the TV in the living room reaches my ear drums bursting me up from my dreams. My eyes opens post-haste not bearing as it was too horrendous for my hearing. My house was too small for which I was cursed with massive amount of noise pollution constructed by my family. My eyebrows scrunches as I roared to get their attention, ''TURN THE VOLUME LOW! '' I gather some pillows as I cover my head inorder to protect myself. I try to fall back asleep but my sleeping sensation nor the irrefutable sound was helping. I don't get their behavior normal. I mean, who likes listening to the old classical songs at 6:35 in the morning? Sadly, my parents do. Since, it's like a morning oath for them. I can't believe they destroyed my Sunday-extremely-happy-long sleep. Not coping with the music I bounce up from my bed extravagantly annoyed. My head looked liked a bird's nest and I was wearing my kitty-cat pajamas. I head to living room without even caring to fix up my attire. My eyes shifts to mom and dad watching television and then on my little chubby brother eating a large waffle pouring all the honey he can on it. I show an exclamation of disgust as I walked up in front of my parents blocking their view. ''This is outrageous!'' I say, which sounds a bit dramatic of me. But trust me, I was full of wrath. '' What's outrageous? You are the one that's blocking our movie, '' Dad laughs replying. I glance over my shoulder to see Titanic playing on the screen for the millionth time. When I turn back to look at my parents I see both of them enjoying my displeasure.'' MOM! '' I whine. '' Stop it Please. I need sleep. '' I plainly squealed. I can't just admit to mom that I slept at 4 because she wouldn't mind to kick me out of the house in a spur of moment. But my sleep deprivation was killing me. '' When did you sleep last night? '' Dad lost his laugh watching mom getting all serious in that sour second. Mom crossed her arms cutting a strong look at me making my spine shiver. You could say guilt was covered all over my face. I mean if you ask me, do I regret sleeping late? Yes. Do I regret talking all night to one of the friendliest guys in the school I am going to be enrolled in? No. Wildhill has always been a crazy town for me. My parents moved here 5 years ago and since I haven't step out of my house, figuratively actually. I meant to say, I never went to a real school. My little brother had the special opportunity to live his life like a normal teenager but of course I bet he's just one of the nerds. Pretty sure, I'll be the opposite of that.

Tommorow is the day I have awaited my entire life and I can't imagine I am going to ruin that by my stupid choices. I stare at them intently for a bit as my brother got startled by the complete silence created all over the house. The movie was paused. The fan was moving. All you could hear was us breathing and my mom outflowing hot air out of her ear. The Lovie's has never experienced such kind of peace in the atmosphere. When all of them crowded their gaze upon me I rush to my room instantly escaping the danger . My mom stood up watching my behavior as she learnt the fact that I didn't sleep last night. ''Eva!'' She screams at the top of her lungs while my dad is controlling her to not bash me up. I lock my door as soon as I head inside. For the very first time I am lucky to have a small house. There's less space to waste your energy on.

My phone beeps as I recall that must be Kyle. The guy I ignored last night. Kyle and I has been really close for the past one year. I have never met him personally because of my parental issues. But it's not like the 90s so I know that there's lot of way to chat by seeing each other. But I refused him to do any of those. I avoided the millions video chat offers. The millions requests from him to see my pictures. I wanted this meeting of us to be special. We connected through wrong number and I believed it was fate that brought us together. It was surprising when he told me he lived in Wildhill too. At first I though maybe he was faking it. But then it didn't matter. Because what matters is the bond that has grown along. So you can say, I am really excited to meet him tomorrow, flying in the air excited.

My hands reaches my phone as I unlock it to see. My face brought this instant color of sadness when I perceived it wasn't a text from him. It was just a stupid notification. I mean, why would he text me at this time anyway? He's probably hugging his pillow and in deep sleep at this duration . I put the phone back into its place as I laid down on my bed wondering if he feels the same when I don't rapidly text him either. And soon my eyes drained off and I was back in my dreamland.

I woke at f*****g 3 in the afternoon. My head felt so heavy as I strived to lift it up. It wasn't new to me. The window curtain was opened as it irritated my eyes. I don't hesitate to close the curtains at a stroke. I glance at my pink wall clock to see its 3 past 10 and that's the moment I leapt out of my bed. I dashed to the washroom to get freshened up. After getting ready I stand in front of the mirror for a end check. I was wearing overalls and inside I had worn this white long sleeved T-shirt. After fixing my outfit, I open the door where my hand struggled to push the doorknob. But all my effort went vain. I couldn't unbolt it up. Then it hit me, stupid me had imprisoned my own self up. Cussing myself I get out of the room finally relieved.

I reach the kitchen which is actually our living room too. Our house is too short to afford a kitchen, unpleasant life. I watch mom cooking something as I speak confidently standing beside her, '' Aren't we supposed to go to the mall? '' She gives me a silent treatment continuing her work. I followed her footsteps as she walked up to the fridge from the counter. '' Mom! Come on!!'' I demanded. She finally traced her eyes at me. '' Won't you take me? '' I plead lowering my voice. '' Well, then you have to answer me something.'' She goes to that position again annoying the hell out of me. '' Please not again. '' I endeavor in utter pain. '' You know Eva. You know what the doctors said. You have to take care of your unhealthy sleeping habits. '' And mom was at it again. I would spend today alone with my bastard neighbor then listen to her lectures. Thus, my mind made a decision.