Its been almost a week since I've gone to an actual lecture. I decide to check my emails in case new material has been sent out. I find an email from Mr. Smith and decide its best to get started on whatever this new material is, because the sooner its done the sooner I can go back to doing nothing. As my eyes are scrolling through this very short email, I notice it isn't new material, but a notice.
'Abbi,
It is of my greatest concern to inform you , that attending your lectures is apart of your final grade. If you wish to pass this class you will need to be present at the next lecture. Unless you have a medical certificate or something drastic has happened to you or a family member, which we will still need to be informed.
Hope to see you in class soon,
Sincerely, Mr. E. Smith'
Searching for my timetable, I realise that the next lecture is in fact tomorrow. Deciding that it is probably best to organise my equipment tonight and probably shower. Making my way to the bathroom, I notice the house is strangely quiet. Dad must have to work late tonight. Setting the water to the right temperature, I step under. I let the water wash over my body, thinking of how tomorrow could play out. Shaking my head to rid of the dreadful thoughts, I begin to wash the greasy mass that has become my hair, lathering my body in plain soap and scrubbing until my skin feels raw. After washing away the shell of dirt, I stop the water and step out to dry under the heat lamps. I catch my reflection in the mirror as I stand there, Dark circles surround my eyes, reminding me of a raccoon. Bruises brandish my skin, along my arms and stomach, from not taking my pills like I should be. Seems like tomorrow will be sweater and makeup day.
The sound of my alarm wakes me from the nightmare I've been reliving each night. I heave myself up and out of bed, grabbing my concealer and hand mirror, applying it to my dark circles to cover them as best as I can. Once I deem it ok-looking, I reach for the sweater I laid out the night before, plain black to match my spirit at the moment. Pulling on some dark blue skinny jeans and pulling my hair up in a messy ponytail, I slip my feet into my flats, slinging my bag over my shoulder and heading out the door, calling for an uber and being on my way. Upon arriving, I make my way to the back seats, ignoring everyone as best as I could. Although I do see Franz cast a surprised yet worried look my way when he walks in.
Franz POV
As I walked through the doors to my English lecture room, I cast my eyes across the desks searching for the best spot. My eyes land on a head of messy blonde hair. She looks like shit. I couldn't think of anything else. But she doesn't look well. I'm surprised she came in. I go and sit a few seats from her right side. She won't look at me, she didn't even return my 'hi'. I can tell she has put something on her face to cover up dark circles, she didn't do a very good job at it. Why would she wear a sweater in this weather, it's a little too warm still. I decide to text Eren to let him know that she's resurfaced.
FRANZ: Hey, just thought I'd let you know that Abbi is in class today… But she looks like total shit. No need to text back man.
EREN: Thanks man, textin u bck anyway. Gonna tell Armin and he might see her after class.
Feeling a little better that Armin will hopefully see her, I left it like that and focused on the task at hand…. English.
Abbi's POV
That was the most horrid hour and 45 minutes ever. As soon as we are dismissed I make my way out as fast as I can. I make my way across the courtyard, past all the happy people. I pull my phone out to call for an Uber, when my foot connects with a loose piece of concrete slab, causing me to trip and fall to the ground. My chest hitting the concrete hard and the air rushing from my lungs. I try to lift myself up, but my arms are too weak, my head feels light and I bring a hand up to touch it and when I pull it back its warm, wet and covered in red. I must've hit my head as well. I start to sweat lightly, the dizzying sensation becomes uncomfortable, my eyelids feel heavy and its hard to keep them up. I can feel cool air on my forearm and notice my sweater pulled up. I hear footsteps running towards me, my name being called, spots cloud my vision. I feel a hand on my shoulder and catch a glimpse of ocean blue, but than everything goes black.
A/N: I am so very very sorry that it has taken me this long to update on this fanfic. I had no motivation or imagination to add another chapter. But I finally have and I hope you lovely people can forgive me. Please let me know what you think of this so far and if you have any advice or ideas. THANK YOU!