Two Worlds of Oblivion by Steffort Angelina J

Author:Steffort, Angelina J. [Steffort, Angelina J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9783950441819
Amazon: 3950441816
Goodreads: 50342056
Publisher: MK
Published: 2019-10-15T07:00:00+00:00

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I put the shopping into the kitchen cabinets and the fridge, taking more time than I usually would have needed. Nigel was curling around my legs, curiously eying the things as I passed them from my hands into drawers, shelves and boxes. He mewed loudly as I held the cat food in my hand.

“Look who’s hungry!” I filled his feeding dish and placed it on the floor in front of his nose. Nigel ate greedily, his tail still winding around my leg. I bent down to scratch him between his ears once and headed for my room. I still had a lot of school stuff on my to-do list, and I hadn’t even done the absolutely necessary things so far—not to mention all the additional work that arose due to my stupidity; like repeating history dates for hours.

So I slouched to my bed with my school things in my hand and spread them across the blanket. Starting with algebra, my favourite, I made my way through English and wrote an essay for philosophy. I had fried chicken for lunch in between before I changed to my least favorite task.

The history book weighed heavy in my arms as I lifted it and reluctantly opened it at page fifty-three. I hadn’t taken in too much about World War II during our last history class, so I had to catch up, and I was glad—somehow—because it kept my mind busy and delayed the moment my thoughts would, without a doubt, return to Adam’s perfection and the pain that was in my chest.

Not yet, I told myself. I still had hours of work ahead of me. When they were over, I was sure I could find another distraction, and another.

Phase one was still fully active—I denied what had happened the day before with every fiber of my being. I flinched and quickly denied the fact that I was denying it.

My cell rang on the bedside table.

“Hi Greg,” I answered the call.

“Hi Claire,” Gregory’s cheery voice sounded in the loudspeaker.

“What’s up, Greg?”

“What are you doing on a sunny day like this?” he asked innocently.

“Uhm, nothing special. Just history at the moment.”

“Need any help with that?” He sounded hopeful.

“Not today. Thanks Greg.” I tried to sound nonchalant.

“Let me know when you need me, and I’ll be there.” I heard more than one meaning in his statement and suddenly phase one—denial—turned into phase two—anger.

I was sick of myself and the world. I needed a clear head. Who cared if Adam loved me if he didn’t want me close, if he preferred I didn’t love him. If he didn’t want me—fine. Plenty of others were waiting in the line—or at least one.

“Greg, I changed my mind,” I said in reaction to my thoughts.

“About what—history?” He was joking. But I was damn serious, at least for the moment. I wanted to drown the fact that Adam had sent me away. He couldn’t care about me if he could do a thing like that. I couldn’t have done so in his place.

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