Dear Claudia,
I called my mom this morning. Aren't you proud of me?
I woke up with mascara streaks down my face and pillow and decided that today could only go up, so I took out my phone and scrolled to her name and dropped it and picked it up and pressed send.
Right now I'm locked in my room. Not going to work today. Evidently it was not an "could only go up" sort of day.
Leena brought up breakfast and left it outside of my door for me. I heard her tell Myka not to push me, that maybe I just needed a day to let my brain catch up. Bullshit.
I'm angry and sad and scared and lonely and my only friend is a dead girl I've never even met. I'm sick of everything and I just want to sleep for weeks.
You're lamer than an imaginary friend and I'm done writing to you.
Ellie
Super short chapter... but it's to make a point, and I promise to update tomorrow, and anyways you can forgive me cuz the last one was long. Thanks to Daddy's Little Pyro, Chinagirl18, CyanB, StormageddonDarkLordofAll, mondler1998, and parkitcharlie (this is going to get repetitive, but your reviews really do crack me up!) for reviewing! So many feels I want to feel.
