I wake up to the sound of the stupid birds. My head is pounding. I roll my head to one side and then the opposite side to try and ease my stiff neck.
I try to stand up, and when I finally manage to, The Vodka bottle falls to the ground. I slowly bend down to pick it up and I realize its almost empty. I feel guilty.
Why do I do this to myself? Why? It doesnt help my situation. Why wont anyone save me from this dreadful life I live? I want to be reborn, and leave this life behind. Very far behind.
I walk to the bathroom to see how much damage the alcohol has done. As soon as I enter the bathroom my feet get wet. I notice my tub is still full. I guess I forgot to unplug it. But ,Who cares? Let it sit. If I can help it, I'll actually succeed in what I want and not have to worry about earths litle worries.
I stare at myself in the mirror. A pale face stares back. I look so...depressed, so...negative. Im not the same outgoing person I used to be. I wish I could go back, back to when I was once...happy. My head throbs again. I open the mirror cabinet and take out the asprin. I pick two pills out of the container and close the cabinet. I run the cold water, pop the pills in my mouth and bend to take a few gulps from the running water. I grab my brush and smooth it down a bit. I set it back down and go to my room to pick out some clothing.
Same thing every morning, for as long as I can remember.
Get up, get dressed, go to school.
Its such a bore. What's the point anymore? I would like to just lay down somewhere and sleep for eternity, and be awoken to a perfect life, just like sleeping beauty.
I manage to get to school on time, which is good, and the bonus is that the asprin are finally kicking in.
As I walk up to my locker, I wonder what my so called 'friends', (Clark and Lana, but really, is Lana actually my friend?) will say to me when they find out about me quitting the Torch yesterday. It was too much of a hassle. Find the truth for the people, but why? Why do it when people can't handle the truth?
I let out a sigh when Clark walks up to me with a concerned look. Damn, please not this early in the morning!
"Chloe, what's wrong with you?" He says to me. Double sigh. I heave my backpack on my shoulder and take out some books I need for homeroom from my locker.
"Hello Clark." I say. Clark face becomes more soft. "Chloe, why did you quit the Torch, I though you loved being the repo..." He starts.
"You thought wrong." I say without any emotion in my voice. I start walking away from him. He follows.
"Chloe, please tell me whats bothering you." He says. I stop.
"You didnt before." I say. Clark doesnt need to say anything more, his face tells itall.
"Besides, Im beyond repair now." I say under my breath and walk the rest of the way to class.
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