Pain Always Comes After Happiness | TMF

Chapter 9- Pain Always Comes After Happiness

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- Jakes POV -

What I have learned throughout this week, is that Pain Always Comes After Happiness. It's Tuesday now. I am going back to school tomorrow. It's also the week of the competition. I hope Hailey is okay now. I hope everyone is okay. Still, no one knows where I am. My head still can't wrap around the fact that Zoey or Sean don't know where I am. But everyone will know tomorrow, and I'll get criticized all over again. What is the point in this break if I am still gonna be having those doubts and guilts? I want someone to know what it's like in MY shoes, just for one day.

- Wednesday -

- sigh - Here we go... Back to school. Back to hell. Back to avoiding my problems. Back to BEING the problem. Back to causing even more problems.
I am not too far. I might just ask Mom to go the long way. Maybe today will work out in my favor, and I won't have to be here? Or maybe something will come up and I have to leave.

J: " Woah woah woah. Mom, where are we going? "

JM: " I thought I'd get you an ice cream before you go back. "

J: " Wow.. Thanks Mom. I'll pay you back when I get home. "

JM: " No need, dear. I just want you to be okay. Call me if something goes wrong, Okay? "

M: " Mom, do I get an ice cream too? "

JM: - sigh - " Yes, Milo. "

M: " YES!! "

I still can't help but feel as though those nights were real. I mean I know they weren't. But part of me thinks that is what I needed to get through the time. Even if I dreamt of a whole week, woke up and had to repeat that week in a totally different way.

JM: " Jake? What flavor do you want? Jake? JAKE! "

J: " Woah uh- What? Yeah I agree! "

JM: " Agree to what? Me asking you what flavor you wanted? "

J: " Oh- Well then uhh. Peach! "

Ugh! What was that? I just completely zoned out and didn't answer Mom at first. I am pathetic. Ooh! Ice cream! Mmm Peach flavored ice cream! Too bad the ice cream shop is near the school, we are like 2 minutes away. Unlucky me.

What? Is that... Drew? He looks unphased. Like I never existed. - sigh - Here goes nothing. I have to sneak past without anyone seeing me, that's pretty hard to do. How do I get through this crowd out here!? It's crazy! Uh- I think I've already been spotted.. By.. Hailey. Gotta go, Gotta go, Gotta go, Gotta go. My face in the reflection of my phone makes me sick. I also look like I am about to have a massive mental breakdown- which I AM! She gave me a weird look. She also looked really stressed.

WHAT THE- Not... Funny. Someone just pushed me and my ice cream fell into the grass. Great. Now everybody is laughing. This day is already a giant regret. Wha- I am getting called Manipulative Freak..? Missing Freak Mess? They all have something to do with the word freak. I can't go through this again.. I just can't. I escaped it for 3 years it doesn't need to be a thing! I can't do this anymore... I can't. But... I just got here 5 minutes ago. I can't already call Mom to go home. I have to stay strong. I can get through this day! Even though I still need sleep, I will stay. I can't believe my brain decided to pull all-nighters every single night of my ' break. ' Except for last night, with a nice 4 hours of sleep!

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My locker... it's ruined. It has spray painted ' freak ' all over it. Pictures of my face were pinned on it and the eyes were x-ed out, with written in red pen ' freak. ' Right. I deserve this, don't I? I have had enough of this school. I just want to pack up all of my things, get a plane ticket, and move to australia. Without anyone knowing that is. I'm sure the word of my disappearance can't get through to the whole world, right? I think I am wrong though, like always. People can easily ask if they have a ticket with my name on it. Aka the ticket taker..? Is that what they're called? Whatever. It doesn't matter anyways. I am not actually planning on leaving. Why are people calling me a Fake Freak now..? None of it was fake! Why do they always have to add the word ' freak ' in there!?