Ride

16: Failure

Author's note: WOW you guys! Thank you for the comments in the previous chapter! They motivated me and put a smile on my face that stayed there all night! They made my night literally! And so did the votes! Thank you again, love you all so hard! ahahaha if that even made any sense! Anyways I want to know what do you guys think of the NEW cover?! Is it okay? Good? Better? Alright, enough of my rambling this one's in Alabama's point of view! And again to those dedicated readers and new readers thank you for reading, voting, commenting and well fanning ;) Here we go: 

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"Sweetheart? Sweetheart" Through the fog I could hear someone calling me, but I refused to wake up, I refused to come crashing back into this horrible world. I wanted to stay in my little world of dreams. In a world where my grades were awesome, where my family loved me, where I had friends, where I had the perfect body and a place where my mistakes were simply forgivable but granny Bea's prodding had me opening my eyes groggily. 

I looked to granny Bea who had a worried look on her face and I frowned, it was before I realized that I had tears running dowm my cheeks, and droplets pouring out of my eyes like an endless waterfall. My sobs were stuck in my throat, I looked around to see that Katherine and Thomas were looking at me worriedly. Lon was still sleeping with Sydney. I put on a sad smile and tried to wipe away any remaining tears off my face with my thumbs and the back of my hand but granny Bea beat me to the chase and offered a helping hand. 

"I-I'm sorry, bad dream is all" I said looking down to my fidgeting fingers, granny Bea took my chin in her hand and lifted my head up. 

"Oh dear, I don't know what you've been through, but honey this isn't normal. You need to let it all out, you were shaking in your sleep, we didn't know what to do, come on, it's just me, let it out sweetie" And just like that I burst into tears again. I cried for all the stupid mistakes in my life, I was probably looking as unattractive as a toad at the moment but it felt so good, it felt so good to have someone that cared, it felt so good to have someone to talk to, someone to be there for you, even if it was just temporary. 

After ten minutes of non-stop crying and sobbing I had finally managed to compose myself. Granny Bea had asked about my past, not in a forecful way but she coaxed me into telling her, she didn't judge me, she didn't look at me with disgust, she didn't say any mean things. Instead after telling her about my family, my friends, the incident, my life, granny Bea wrapped me into her arms and into a tight hug. 

"Honey, no one should have to go through that, not someone as sweet as you. Don't worry sweetheart you'll excel in college and you'll be an amazing and successful person. You just wait and see" Of course I wasn't going to tell her I was a runaway, she would immediately make me call my parents or personally bring me home so instead I smiled. I kept talking to granny Bea for the rest of the ride, I told her more about what happened in my life, I told her about the things I had been accused of and the people who hated me so much. The whole time she listened, she gave me advice and she helped me. Granny Bea made me feel so much better but in the inside I still felt torn. I wanted to just leave this world. And sometimes I felt that talking to people didn't help, I tried to smile as much as I could, I tried to be happy even in the mere few hours we had left before granny Bea got off at Nashville.

After the long talk with granny Bea my eyes became droopy and she had left me to get some rest so that I wouldn't be tired for the rest of my journey. But agreeing to getting more sleep was a bad idea because the memories soon rushed back in.

"You're such a failure, I can't believe you're failing in school." Taleah leered at me. It wasn't like she was any better. She was doing even worse at school. At least I was still passing.

"I can't believe you have to be supervised now, are you going to fuck your mentor?" Another girl joked, it wasn't funny. But the words hurt.