Heartache

CHAPTER ONE

I am Lydia Hudson and THIS is the story of my life.

I am seventeen, extremely scared of what the future holds for me and a very adamant introvert who does not communicate well with others, not even her family members. I am a simple, basic person attending the local public school with a taste for Reese's Peanut Butter Cups and a habit of binge-watching sitcoms.

"First day back in DC, huh? How're feeling? You sure you're up for starting the new semester in a whole new school." My sister, Lily, who is just an year older than me asked as we sat down for breakfast in our gorgeous, cutesy little dining area designed and taken care of entirely by our absolute perfectionist of a mother, Aliyah.

"Great! I have no pain, no bleeding, no vomit sensations, so today has started on a very good note. Besides, you're gonna be there too, so it's gonna be fine."

Oh, I forgot to mention. I am as normal a teenager as they come except for the fact that I suffer from a rare condition that makes me prone with liver failure and restricts my lifespan to less than 30 years. these are good odds right now because as I hear, my birth story involved a juicy life-death situation because I was a very sick baby with a survival chance of lower than 10%. somehow by gods' grace and countless doctors and medical treatments, I have successfully made it to 17th year of my life.

I have lived a good life so far, not much drama though, considering I spent most of my middle school going in and out of a hospital and have very protective parents owing to this 'deathly' sickness. But I'm hoping to live a very dramatic life going forward. As I've heard this new school has some crazy stories waiting for me, at least I hope so. Connor, my younger brother, who is a high school freshman claimed that the 'chicks are extremely hot'. Yup, Connor can be a dick sometimes but at least he is a decent sibling.

"Hey, fart face! I am sitting shotgun today."

Well, he has his moments...

"Okay honey, I'm gonna drop these headaches off to school before leaving for office. Hope, you have a great first day. Love you, bye!" My dad gave a quick forehead kiss to my mom and smacked Connor's head before getting into the car where we were almost settled down. He gave me a knowing smile and I realised that even though I was a middle child, I was daddy's princess and Connor sucked.

"Sam, you're taking three kids in that car and I expect three back in the evening along with my dry cleaning which you promised to pick up!" While my mom started this a nag, we were really out of earshot by the time she finished so in the end she was screaming.

I loved these days, where we were as normal as any regular dysfunctional family could be. We've had challenges, a lot of them. we've seen more tough times than average considering my prolonged sickness, the monetary issues that came with it, their jobs, and even a consideration of separation on my parents' part. They've lived difficult lives and I really am to blame for a lot of it so going forward I hope to help them keep their happiness as long as possible, maybe even forever, but life isn't so kind sometimes...

We reached school in less than 10 minutes. Guess we lived closer than I expected. We got down to the battlefield and our dad raced away to his battleground. It was simple, go in, attend classes, make acquaintances, get out and Lily and Connor will be right outside. What could go wrong in 8 hours?

I got my essentials and details sorted out at the admin office and walked towards my first class on the first floor. I was scheduled for an AP Biology class first thing in the morning. I mean, I loved bio but even I couldn't handle advanced biology class as soon as I woke up.

I sat down at the back hoping no one would be too curious and expecting it to be empty. It hurt a little when absolutely no one cared about the new girl though, it was as if I was invisible, I wanted to lay low, not be invisible.