Into the Storm: Into the Storm Trilogy Book One by Serene Conneeley

Author:Serene Conneeley [Conneeley, Serene]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Blessed Bee Books
Published: 2017-07-28T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 22

Wake Me Up Inside

Rhiannon... Today…

Still buoyed by the comfort of Rose and her family, and the energy of her newly-made-over room, Rhiannon didn’t feel the same dread as she headed back to school for the first day of the new term. She wasn’t thrilled by the idea, but it wasn’t as traumatic as the last return had been.

And this time she was determined to make up for all the time she’d lost, so she got to each class a few minutes early to request extra homework and enquire about the possibility of additional assignments she could do for extra credit. It was boring, but it was what she needed right now – a steady routine and a sense of purpose to keep her going, a way to focus on the future and avoid wallowing in her own misery.

Her dad had been right, when he’d said she couldn’t put her life on hold forever, or give up on her dreams for the future because of her mum’s death. She’d been drowning in grief, self-pity and anger for three months, and now it was time to get back on track, and try to find reasons to go on after being so shattered by her loss. She still had no idea what she wanted to do with her life, what she wanted to be, but getting her grades back up so she had options when she finally figured it out was a good enough goal for now.

School was hard though. Her mother’s death had changed her, she knew that, and although she was trying to go back to how she’d been, to re-find her spark, she just couldn’t. She did her best, getting up every morning to put on her brave face along with her uniform, forcing joy when she saw her friends, pasting a smile on for every teacher who expressed concern.

It wasn’t working too well, not like she wanted it to, but all the extra study she was doing made it easier for her to deal with the knowledge that Debbie and Sue still weren’t comfortable around her. Although they’d waited for her out on the snow-covered front steps the first morning back, and let her hang out with them at lunchtime, their old closeness had gone, and they often made up excuses to avoid her.

It hurt her deeply, even as she understood why they were doing it. They hadn’t lost anyone close to them, and so it was hard for them to know what she was feeling, to empathise with her, and to be themselves when they were with her. It was as though they were tiptoeing on eggshells all the time – they were cautious around her, and so afraid to upset her, which wasn’t much fun for her or for them. She desperately longed to meet someone who comprehended the depth of her grief, as well as her need to try to forget it when she could.

But it was okay. She wanted to focus on her grades, and having extra work to do gave her the excuse she needed to avoid awkward situations.

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