Everlong: (Book One of the Everlong Trilogy) by Nikki Morgan

Everlong: (Book One of the Everlong Trilogy) by Nikki Morgan

Author:Nikki Morgan [Morgan, Nikki]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Devilsgate
Published: 2014-10-01T00:00:00+00:00


Evie

A week of pretending to be at school, faking that I was happy, that I was normal, was exhausting. I was glad when Monday arrived and I was back at school. I went out early, stopping off at Sofia's for a coffee to give me some sort of Dutch courage or something. I could feel my heart racing away with itself in my chest, my palms were sweaty and I was in danger of anxiety overload.

I switched my phone on. I hadn't done that for over a week; there seemed no point when no one really wanted to talk to me. A pang of loneliness slithered across my insides.

I scrolled down the list of text messages that had built up since it had been off; there were many from the same people who had been trolling my e-mail account; Ali57 and Razorgirl. I didn't even bother to open them; I didn't want to pick open my wounds today. Besides, as much as they cut me in two when I read them, even I had to admit that they lacked originality. "Die Bitch" seemed to be their particular favourite at the moment.

I deleted them.

Then there was a string of messages from Sam, all saying pretty much the same thing; "Are you ok?", "Haven't seen you for a while?", "Do you want me to come over?", "You're quiet?", "Why are you ignoring me?", "Fine, I won't bother". And then nothing since the last one, dated three days ago.

A new message flashed up from Cassie; "Are you ok?" Do you really expect me to reply? I thought to myself. Do you really want to know? No. Of course you don't. So stop pretending!

The message continued: "You left early today, I wanted to ask you something, come home straight after school and I'll ask you then, Mom xxx."

I deleted that too.

I pressed on Sam's number. After a few rings he picked up.

'Hello.' His voice was lacking its usual warmth.

'Hey, you ok?' I asked, trying to sound casual, like a gulf hadn't opened up between us.

'Yeah, why are you ringing me now?'

'Oh Sam, I'm sorry I didn't get back to you. I've been really ill and my phone's been playing up, the battery or something-'

'All week?'

I bit my lip. I could taste the metallic flavour of blood. It was so unlike him to be even a little bit angry with me. 'I know, I'm sorry. Life's been....life's been crap; Cassie's got engaged-'

'Again?' asked Sam, his voice rising a few octaves.

'Yep.'

'Do you want to tell me about it over breakfast?'

I felt myself relax. 'I'm already at Sofia's.'

'Okay, give me ten and I'll be there.'

The phone went dead and I was all alone again. Claire, the waitress, came over and placed my coffee and toast in front of me. I said thank you and cupped my hands around the steaming mug of coffee, watching the steam spiral up into the air.

The growing chasm of loneliness was opening up inside of me, bubbling and churning, trying to swallow me whole.



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