Chapter 119

• "I already told them that we would show up, Aleen. Please don't make me look like a liar." Charlie whines, standing over me in bed. I try to pull the covers over my head but she stops me, yanking it away. I groan in protest, but she doesn't yield. She pulls the entire duvet off my body, I have been in my pajamas for over three days and it looks like it.
• It has been two weeks. Two weeks since I came back from Stephane's penthouse, completely emotionally wrecked. And I am still wrecked. Maybe not as badly as the first week, I managed to go for classes this week after all, but I am still so tender from the heartache that rocked my world, that I am still hiding from the world. Still not interested in anything that I should be interested in.
• Most especially this annoying party my classmates are throwing to celebrate the end of the semester before exams. Exams are starting in a week, and I am as unprepared as I have never been, it is almost comical because I am not even particularly tensed about it. Not worried either. Everything that can go wrong has already gone wrong in my life, what more damage can screwing up my exams do?