Eva I'm still finishing my homework when my mom calls from the kitchen. "Dinner will be ready soon and it's great. I know you'll love it, I made it especially for you".Judging by the clatter of spoons, utensils, everything literally- she's been drinking for a while now. My mother always spends hours in the kitchen when she enters the role of the Chef, using the time to get drunk, the action masked as her attempts at being a housewife. The thought makes me snort. I sometimes hate my dad for leaving, but then I probably understand him- I wouldn't want to be part of this whole mess either. Something drops, breaks and she curses and that's it for me- I just can't stand it anymore. Whatever. I type a quick message to Nathan. Recently he's been the first person I think of when something happens. "I hate this rotten house". I put my phone in my pocket and head for the hallway. I get a reply as I'm almost out, putting my jacket on. I look at the phone, the message is from him. "Hey,
Eva"Get dressed.""What?""Just get dressed, we're going somewhere.""Where?""I'll be waiting outside in 30."It's a Friday night and we'll probably go hang out with the others. I type a message to Chris, but she doesn't reply. She's been back with Jared again and she doesn't have much time for me. I have no clue where we're going, so I opt for jeans and the new black-laced tank top I got the other day. I hid it from my mother because I didn't want to have to explain why I'd bought something I can't wear at school. I put some makeup on- I've recently started wearing it and I think I'm getting better at the whole eyeliner thing. My mother's out, still working, and I make a quick search in the kitchen. I know she keeps a bottle in the big soup pot and yes- I'm lucky, it's there. I take a few shots, the liquid burning my throat. It’s okay, it just takes a bit of time to get used to; besides it's the cheapest one out there. He's waiting for me in his car exactly when he said he'd be t
EvaWe dance some more, then I dance with the others. I spoke to people whose names I couldn’t hear and never will. I've sobered up when we leave the club at around 5 am. I don't know how we'll get back but at the same time, I don't care. "Let's go to my place?" Aaron suggests. Nathan looks at me questioningly and I just agree, he can't drive now, so we get a cab and the car leaves us in front of a nice, big house, somewhere in the inner-city center. "You cool? You seem kind of lost?" Aaron asks me."No, I'm just. It's a nice house. " I say as I take the whole place in."Yeah, you'll like the backyard better. "We get in and he welcomes us in a very big living room. There are vinyls scattered on the floor, with open books resting here and there and a big white cat dozing off on what looks like the softest carpet I've ever seen. "My parents are not here, as usual- so feel like home. "Yeah, I've never felt like that in my own house and I'd rather not start feeling the way I do at h
EvaI get home by the time it’s 2 pm. Damn it. Kind of. Because I can’t bring myself to be upset about it. I am just trying to prepare for the nagging I guess it’s coming. Unless my mom’s sleeping. And she isn’t. She’s sitting at the kitchen table, smoking. I pause, and she doesn’t look up once I’m standing at the entrance door. “Hey, Mom?”My mother then looks up, as if she is surprised to see me. Maybe she is. “Eva. ““Uhh, are you all right?”“Yes, I am all right. How was it with Chris?”“Chris?”Right, I’d told her I was going to be with Chris, right. “It was...it was okay. We talked, saw a movie; you know. The usual stuff.”She smiles. “It’s a good thing you go out now more often. It was about time; you’re turning eighteen soon. I was starting to get worried you don’t spend much time with people your age and…”“Yeah, “I interrupt. Half annoyed, half guilty. “Okay. I’ll be upstairs. “I head up to my room, trying not to think about the lie I had just told her. Besides, it doe
Eva The reason why I’ve never liked my birthday is that I have always thought I don’t have many people to invite to a potential party. Although the idea of me and a party seemed absurd up to not a long time ago, still I imagined I did have one. And then no one would want to come if I asked them. It’s like I’ve wanted to save myself from the embarrassment of asking someone to come when they’d planned to say ‘sorry, I’m busy all along. That’s for one thing. Another would be, and I’m not exaggerating, is that I have never been able to imagine people coming home, with my mother being the way she is. When I was a kid I waited for my dad to call. That was until I turned eleven or twelve. Then I stopped thinking of that too. So whenever that time of the year comes, I just ignore it and think of it as any other day of the year. In a way, it is exactly that. I am just entering my classroom when Chris jumps out of somewhere and hugs me real tight.“Happy birthday, Eva!”I wrap my hands aro
Jeremy“There's a lake,” Kyle says, his eyes wide with amazement “you actually have a lake in your backyard, are you kidding me, Jer. “He looks like a child at the sight of cakes. His brown eyes are sparkling- brightly, and beautifully and I wish I was bright like that and he wouldn't have to put up with me. I'm a dark spot. Dark like the gray sky above us now.Our parents went off, as planned and since even Nathan decided he could disappear for another few days, I decided to ask Kyle to come here. The maids have never asked questions, and they didn’t do now, although I’m sure Kyle was unnecessarily charming when Martha greeted us at the front door earlier. Kyle is like that- way too charming, especially when he smiles without even knowing it. and that makes him twice more charming, but don’t tell him I said it. So he agreed to come here, although I wasn’t sure if he would. It sounds boring, even to me. But I must have betrayed my absolute unwillingness to go anywhere else. But ye
EvaI've never wanted to kiss anyone before. Not like that, I mean. Before Nathan showed up and changed my whole life. I kissed a guy for the first time during that summer holiday a few years back. But he wasn't my boyfriend or anything. He was just a guy from our neighborhood and we used to hang out together. I hated it. Not only because I didn't know what I was doing and because he didn't know either. It wasn’t just that. But most of all, the reason for my revulsion was I knew I was doing it because everyone else was doing it. Chris was always talking about her boyfriend from back then and she wasn't the only one. At some point, I left like everyone had a boyfriend or a girlfriend.Except for me.I guess, in a weird way I was trying to catch up with them, or prove to them that I wasn't the most undesirable girl out there. Or the lousiest one. The nerd girl who can't even like someone, with so many boys out there; or be liked by anyone. Of course, my attempts didn't lead to anythi
KyleHe is kissing me back, and I can't get enough of him; enough of this feeling, of having him in my arms. He's much smaller than me, yet so not fragile.At the same time, I wish I could protect him from everything and everyone. It's so strange, I want to believe I can be the person he trusts, I want to be that person for him. I break the kiss and wrap my hands around him. Jer wraps his hands around me too and we just stand there, in the middle of the lake hugging each other. I squeeze him one last time and kiss his cheek "Thank you." A say against his neck and he shivers."What for?" "Just for letting me be here with you." And before I've said something weird, or something that would push him away, I add"Let's go back inside, it is cold.""Okay."Jeremy slips away from my hands and we head to the shore. I won't ask him why he never took his clothes off, and I know he'll only tell me if he needs to. We get back inside and head upstairs. I still can't believe how huge the hous
D Fox The story Nathan talks about when he explains his tattoos is Sakura Gari (The Hunt for Cherry Blossoms) by the brilliant Yuu Watase. He was the character I was most hesitant about when writing, just because Nathan is the ‘misunderstood’ one; the one even I couldn’t always understand. Everything starts with Jeremy, who speaks to the reader whenever he’s uncomfortable; he breaks the fourth wall in an attempt to escape, until he finally stops because he’s found his way. Partly thanks to Kyle, partly because of himself. And by the end, Eva is the one who starts talking to us. Gray Daze is the novel I began writing even before The Gentleman’s Code. I was just afraid of writing about some of the topics here. Afraid, because I know everyone dealing with any kind of emotional trauma, or however you want to name mental health problems (I hate the word problems, especially in this context, but that’s how they’re listed in the Mental Health Foundation List) has a different experienc
Eva "Eva, I'm off. Don't forget to eat something before you go to your part-time, okay?" “Okay. “ “Bye then, “ "No, Mom. Wait." I rush down the stairs and catch her right before she's closed the door from the outside. "Wait." "What is it." “Nothing. “ I kiss her lightly on the cheek "Just wanted to say have a nice shift." "Is this because I found out about the tattoo?" "No," I smile, "Because of everything else." My mother smiles at me and cups my face. “I’m your mother, Eva. “ “But still…” She pauses and when she speaks again, her voice is full of affection and understanding. "We all make mistakes. Look at me. And we're all first teenagers before we become adults. So don't think just because I am old, I don't remember what it's like to be 18." "Okay, I know, I just..." I cast my eyes down, and even though it hadn't been her intention, I feel guilty. Not for now. But for before, for all the things I've thought about her or called her in my head. "Okay, Eva
KyleI hear footsteps coming my way, as I'm lying under a car in Dad's garage, trying to fix the breaks of an old model they just brought in.I know it's not Jeremy because he's with Stela and they wouldn't be so quiet if they came in.I slide from under it and see my father."Dad?"We've been walking carefully around each other in the past few days.The reason- well, he knows about my grand show at the finals."Hello, Kyle.""Uhh, I'm almost done here, is there anything else I need to fix? I thought you'll be working on the truck. "I have no idea what he's doing here."No, you... That's enough for today once you finish with that one you can go.""Uh, okay."I'm still lying, waiting for him to continue.My father props himself against the front of one of the cars opposite me and crosses his arms.Then he relax
"Eva? Really? ""Yeah, why? "" I'm Adam. ""You are kidding," Chris exclaims and I give him a flat look."That's not your real name.""Does it matter?"The guy asks and leans forward, placing his palms on the table we've been standing around."No," I say, "It doesn't.""Are you a friend of Max's?"Chris asks and the guy, maybe his name is Adam for real, and he shakes his head. "No, my friend is. I don't know anyone here.""You do now."Chris says teasingly and they exchange a smile."You have a friend here, let's go to him. I wanna meet him."I'm pretty sure Chris is getting tipsy, but that shouldn't be a problem.On the contrary.We go back to the living room, where I see an unfamiliar face, and I assume that's Adam's friend.He's another cute guy, not that tall, but it's still evident he works out.Adam introduces u
"Eva!"Chris hugs me when she sees me enter the room at Max's.It's crowded, as usual.I can't help but glance at the piano, and that time when I first spoke to Nathan.It feels like two lifetimes ago."I wasn't sure you'd come," she says worriedly.But I'm not worried, not anymore. I don’t care f he’s here or not. I might be lying to myself, but I’m trying to sound as persuasive as possible, even in my head. So far it hasn’t been working, but I’m doing my best."Well," I smile widely, “I have a reason to celebrate too. ““Yeah?”“The principal let me off the hook this time.“"No!""Yes," I say and Chris hugs me again.“I mean, it wasn’t that simple, but he said considering my previous record, he won’t suspend me.““Oh, my god, that’s awesome. We really should cel
* * *We won. We didn't only win, but we won with a big difference. It’s indescribable, I feel my hands are shaking while I am taking my skates off. Even an hour later, the exhilaration still hasn’t died yet and I hear the others singing and banding the walls on their way to the lockers. They all come in together, I guess I’m busted because I kind of ran away again."Sorry, guys," I say and laugh "But I just thought that's the thing to do." "Are you crazy? " Will pushes past Mile and says "We were with you since the beginning. I don't care where you put your thing as long as it's not in me." "Yeah, Kyle. I mean, “ Max says, “I knew ever since I saw you with Jeremy at my place." "Really?" "Well, yeah. I don't know, man. Just- I don't care, what you do is your business. I don't think anyone else besides Jared had a problem with it." "And his actual problem was you're better. That's all." Will says"I can't believe you think that,"“Of course we do. That's more girls for us, right
Kyle"All right, listen up," Coach gathers us all right before the game."That's your most important game. Not only because we're almost at the finals, but because tonight the audience is not just your grannies or cousins, all right?""Yes, Coach,"We say together and he continues "Tonight there are recruiters from some of the top league teams. Do you know what this means?"It's like we're retarded. Of course, we know what it means, but we can't tell him that, so we shout in agreement again."Now get your asses out there and if you impress the right people, your future is something to be proud of. Come on and let's kick The Knights' asses."Everyone starts booing and we lift our sticks and get out on the ice.My teammates are excited, dizzy with the adrenaline, and the amazing prospect of either being offered a scholarship, or invited to an actual professional team.&nbs
"You stupid bitch, who do you think you are?" Maddison pulls my hair and my hand goes automatically for hers, pulling harder.It probably looks nothing like fighting in movies.It's mostly hair-pulling and shouting.I feel hands around my waist, pulling me back.I see someone else's arms wrap around Maddison and there's enough space around us now that I can pause and take a breath. "You're crazy," She keeps shouting at me and I push my classmates to hold me.The damage- I did pull her hair extensions and they're now on the floor.Some of the guys around are laughing, others are frowning at her eye, turning blue very quickly. Me. Well. I feel the blood of my split lip trickling and my hand shots to wipe it clean and I flinch as I do so, because it stings. The reason for all of this-Maddison is wearing the scarf I saw in Nathan's room.
Oh, there it is, I think to myself. This is what probably Nathan meant when he said addiction never goes away.He not only meant it doesn't go away for you but also the people around you.I guess they suspect him every time he is home after eleven.I shake my head, somehow understanding why he doesn't like trusting people.Trust is a two-way street, and, even his closest, or at least those that are supposed to be his closest ones, don't trust him."No, Jeremy," I say and smile "Don't worry. He's fine. We're fine."He frowns and something passes his face."What?""No, nothing. That's good, then. Just don't trust him too much, all right? ""I thought you were his brother."I joke."Exactly."He holds my eyes for a second and I decide to change the topic."Okay, I’ll keep it in mind. Thank for…for the warning. And you? How are thing