Chapter 22- Nightmares

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I woke up with no one beside me. Maybe I woke up on time because Andy did not wake me up. I picked my phone from the nightstand to see that I had one message from Ryder but it was from last night.

Ryder: Good Night chubby cheeks:)

The phone might have been in silent mode. I quickly reply with a good morning GIF and walk into the washroom to lose myself into the hot shower. I get dressed and wear a plain black shirt with white jeans. I quickly got downstairs to find everyone already seated on the dining table.

"Good morning Aury!" Mom greeted me while serving pancakes to the other 2.

"Morning Lia!"

"Good morning Aury!" Dad and Andrew greeted me as soon as they became aware of my presence.

"Good morning to all! What's so chirpy about this morning?" I asked, taking my seat on the dining table and eating the pancake.

"Nothing! Just that you are 1 day closer to having your younger sibling," Dad chirps in.

"Nice pancakes Mom!" I said, with a mouth full of the same.

"You say that every time I make them! Think of something new Aury."

"I will," I replied, still my mouth full. Just then Dad got up and walked to the sink to wash his hands.

"See you later kids! Bye honey, take care and don't keep doing all the stuff. Take some-"

"I will. Now bye!" Mom replied, pushing him out the door.

"Bye, dad!" Andy and I chimed into their playful bickering together.

We quickly finished the pancakes and drove off to school. The ride was pretty much the same. Me looking through Pinterest, Andrew singing along with the radio, me chirping in sometimes. And singing like crazy.

"Lia you should inform mom and dad about nightmares and..."

"Don't." I cut him off before he could finish the sentence. "Like what else are they gonna do other than sending me to a therapist?"

"They are getting worse day by day, you know that," he said, giving me a side glare. 

"No that's not true."

"Oh! Come on! You call waking in the middle of the night, with sweat on your face not bad," he said.

"I just want some space Andrew and you know very well how I feel about therapists," I replied.

"But-"

"No! I am not going to tell anyone and it's better if you don't tell anyone either. I hope you heard that very clearly," I snapped and shut the door with a thud.

My mind was spinning due to that conversation, so I directly went and settled in my first class which was AP Calculus.

At least I have a good timetable.

I kept reading my book, ignoring the texts from Andrew. Everyone started rushing into the class as soon as the bell rang. Ryder came and sat beside me to tease me and not let me focus on the session.

Not everyone has a brain that can process things without focusing on them, Mr. Smart.

"I heard that," Ryder whispered into my ear.

Oops! I spoke it out loud.

"Sorry!" I replied.

"You've gotta stop saying sorry so often. Only a few people deserve sorries. They are meant to heal a hurt person and I was not hurt by what you said. I was actually impressed that you think I am smart," he finished with his signature smirk.

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