About this deal
As promised—kind of—I force myself off my comfortable bed and walk over to my dresser. It’s all I could fit into this tiny room with a bed and a desk. Eira always talks about how the universe will rip you out of your current life-adventure because you’re no longer needed. But in exchange for that it will give you another adventure to live through. He lives on a college student street. Well, it’s not really a street for college students, other people used to live there too. But with every year the overpriced houses were rented out to college students. Eventually the families got tired of the noises, the constant parties and fights, and moved away.
I have never been here before. Never had the chance to go. Dad always promised that he would take me to Manhattan someday, but we never got to do that. My mother would have somehow figured out where I was at. I couldn’t possibly tell her I was going there with friends. She’s a control freak. She would have asked all of my friends if that was true. I’m sure I can still skate, but I don’t want to start loving something again. Not right before my life comes to an end. It’s just not worth it.There is no way I could explain what he read otherwise. It was as clear as a cleaned window. The words “I want to die” are unmistakable. There is no way anyone could interpret them differently to what they say. Colin, in case you didn’t notice. I don’t speak about me wanting to die. Neither do I talk about the pain I feel.” I think I said too much. I have never said this out loud, not even to myself. It has always just been on paper. If only I could be mad at her for it. Winter has been my best friend since freshman year of college. More or less a good one. We happened to be roommates, and as fate takes us, we remained roommates up until senior year. Good thing now is though, we no longer share one room. We have separate ones, with one living space, a shared kitchen and one bathroom. It’s not too bad.
Reyes? I’ve heard that last name before,” Grey Davis—the last dude I “share a house” with—informs me. “I think she is in one of my classes.” Two weeks. God dammit. This girl is giving herself two more weeks to live. I hope she’s joking. But to hell with that. It’s a really bad joke.I wouldn’t know how much time on earth I have left. And I’m not here to find out. My life will end in two weeks because I decide to.
You are kind of Trewery’s big star, you know.” She shrugs unapologetically, giving me a slim smile. Not even a genuine one that reaches her eyes. No. It is a pity smile. Another round of roars echo through the room. But this time, it’s a really great spirit. Maybe a roar isn’t so bad after all. This roar got something. Dad isn’t your father, not biologically at least. But he is mine. And yet, you still got more of him than I did.She would not have been put into this life, into her situation if the universe didn’t know she would be able to take it.
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