Chapter 6 - Wrecked

*Aidan Zavia's POV*

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"What the fuck is the matter with you, Frey, Phyl? Where were you at lunch break?" I asked my best friends with a little bit of anger as we went out of our classroom. They freaking ditched me, and I don't know if where they went, and they fucking didn't talk to me the whole day and won't even try to talk to me if I didn't go to speak to them now. Are they avoiding me?

"Aiz, umm, we're sorry," Phyllis uttered and I scoffed as we stopped walking in the corridor.

They faced me and just gave me some apologetic looks on their faces. What now?

"Huh? What has gotten into both of you? You wouldn't even tell me if where you were? Have your cellphones stayed at home? Or you both lost your mouths?" I asked in frustration since they didn't even approach me for the whole fucking day.

"AZ, sorry but we can't hang out with you anymore or talk to you because---" Freya began but I didn't let her finish.

"My parents?" I asked and they nodded their heads slowly. Fuck it!

"We just can't disobey our parents too, Aiz. They called our parents last night. And, we don't want them to agree with what your parents made you do to do the same with us. So, they told us to stay away from you to let you focus. We apologize, AZ. But maybe it's for the good of everyone, especially you." Freya stated and I think my vision is turning blurry while my chest tightened.

"But if ever it goes sideways, Aiz, we would just be here for you. Always." Phyl followed but I just shook my head lightly and turned my back on them.

I didn't say a word and started walking away. I just can't deal with anybody right now. Fuck my life! Why is this happening to me? Why are they doing this?

Then, my feet took me to the stairs and I just kept stepping up as my mind is clouded with anger and hatred.

I gritted my teeth as I reached the dead end and there's a door. And, I guess this is the door to the rooftop.

My hands felt the hard and cold thing in front of me and I pushed it open, then I slammed it closed. I leaned on it as I breathed heavily and I can't hold it anymore.

I took off my backpack and gripped on its strap as I closed my eyes. But then, all I could hear in my mind are the voices of people.

"You're a disappointment!"

"You never did something right!"

"You can't do well with anything!"

"You are the worst!"

"I can't believe that I have a daughter like you!"

"Why can't you just be like your sister?"

"Why is she like that?" 

"Your parents will never be proud of you."

"We should stay away from you."

I took a deep breath and I finally opened my eyes. Then, I screamed at the of my lungs as I throw my bag.

"Fuck this life!" I muttered and my tears finally fell from my eyes, then I sat on the ground.

I just feel so broken, useless, worthless, hopeless, and all other every shitty feeling in the world. Why? Why am I experiencing something like this? Do they really have to take away my friends in advance? Fuck them! They are the worst people in the world.

But what would happen to me if they'll take everything from me? They better take my life away too, so I won't have anything else left with me.

I just can't stop myself to cry my eyes out while sobbing. Then, my stupid phone vibrated.

It's Nadia.

"What?" I asked as I tapped the answer icon.

"AZ, where are you?" She asked and I took a deep breath before speaking. I just don't want to sound like I cried.

"Somewhere in the campus. I just... I just wanna be alone for a moment." I answered and she sighed on the other line.

"I'm going home and they called me and asked if you are home already. You are not answering their calls. Are you okay?" She uttered and I gritted my teeth.

"I'm fine. And, tell them not to worry. I'm old enough to come home because I know if where is my home address for now. Bye!" I stated and hanged up.

I gripped on the thing and I threw it as it vibrated again. I don't care if it's wrecked. 

Everything is wrecked about me, so what's the point of my life anyway? Where am I going? Where am I? Who am I? What should I do? These questions kept on running in my head lately. But if I was born in a different family where they don't expect too much from you or will be okay if you are not as good as somebody else, or they would be okay if what you have or what you achieve, and would totally support you in anything, it would be so awesome, and I would really strive hard for them to be proud. And also, me to proud of myself.

I wiped my tears with my left hand as I stood up and dusted off my pants. Then, I walked to a bench to sit there for a while. I just wanna reflect on everything that is wrong with me and my life. And, how should I fix it?

As I kept on staring at nowhere, I saw something in my peripheral vision that moved behind the post of the basketball ring near me. Damn, what could that be? It could be a person, right? It should be. Because I can't deal with ghosts or other supernatural beings right now. Fuck! Are they even real?

Then, I decided to stand up to collect the things that I have thrown earlier and to see if is it really a person that I saw earlier. I just can't really shake off of my head the tales around here about the late owner of this academy. She was a student here before and she died in an accident with her girlfriend. And, rumors fly among the students that their ghosts are wandering in the academy especially here in the senior's building and the rooftop because it was Ms. Pryce Winsley's favorite place to go. That's why no one goes up here.

And, damn these goosebumps. Why am I even thinking of such thoughts anyway?

I picked up my phone first, and thankfully, it isn't broken. It's actually a rugged phone, and it's shockproof.

Then, I finally picked up my bag as I turned my head to the place where I spotted some movement earlier. And, I think my soul escaped from my body as I saw an angel but has no wings. 

Our gaze locked and I just can't stop my lips to form a smile. Damn, has she been here even before I got here? Wow, she must have witnessed me losing my shit earlier.

I cleared my throat and I should apologize for disturbing her peace up here. She might be studying and my emotionally unstable ass startled her. 

"Hi, Ming! I apologize if I have ruined your peaceful space. I didn't notice you there. I'm sorry." I greeted her and apologized in which she shook her head.

"Hey, it's okay. I don't own the place and it was fine. Really." She replied and I smiled since she seemed to say that I really did disturb her.

"Well, it's nice to see you here. Do you usually go up here? It's indeed an amazing place to find solace." I asked and decided to walk nearer to her. Damn, if I just knew that she was here I could have hold myself up not to feel bad about myself.

"No, I usually just go up here during TTh. No work at the diner and just to study and be at peace." She answered and I chuckled. See? I really have startled her earlier.

"Ah, I see. Can I sit here for a moment? I'm sorry if I am invading your peaceful spot." I uttered and she nodded her head in response. Yes!

Then, I let out a deep sigh as I sat near her. But truthfully, I want it to be closer or a hug could help me feel better. Fuck, what am I thinking? We have enough space. More than enough actually, because rather than not being with her right now. This is just perfect.

"I just don't wanna go home yet. And, I don't wanna go anywhere else. I wanna be alone." I let out and she nodded her head lightly.

"Alright, but just so you know, I'm not much of a talker. So... That could still make you feel that you are alone." She stated and I chuckled at her statement. And, she gave me a confused face that is so effin cute by the way.

"Sorry. I just... Felt like I could need someone to talk to. But it's okay if you are not up for that." I uttered and I think my world stopped when she giggled softly. Oh, my!

"Well, what you really needed is to let out your problem, so your emotions won't consume you. It's bad for your health, especially the heart and brain." She advised and I smiled. Are we really talking right now? Wow, it's like a dream come true. I mean we have talked before especially when I walked her home last Friday but I was tipsy and I didn't clearly remember if what are the things that we talked about. But right now? Right now is like I am in heaven.

"Okay. Ming, is it okay that I am calling you 'Ming'?" I asked since I wanna know her side about it. I have been calling her that for a while and I wonder if is she cool with it. But then, she laughed. Like, laughed at me. I can die happily now.

"Umm, well, it's fine. It sounds different but it's some parts of my name being combined. It's okay, even if you are the only one calling me that." She answered and my lips are literally grinning right now.

"Wow, thanks! And, by the way, you can call me anything in return. I won't mind it." I told her and she seemed like thinking something. Well, yeah, anything. It could be Babe, Baby, Cutie, Boo, Cupcake, or just Darling, or Mi Amor. Damn, it would be such a great sound to hear from her perfect soft pink lips.

"Okay, Zavia," she replied and my mouth dropped in surprise. I didn't see that coming. And, my head slowly turned to look at her and she had been giggling.

"You said anything. And that is your name. Well, second name." She reasoned out and I let out a laugh.

"Yeah, right! That's cool. I'm okay with it." I uttered, and well, honestly, no one has ever called me that except for my late Grandma Ariana who was my mom's mother. I missed that old woman. She loves me so much and she's my favorite person in the world, but we can never know if when will our life be taken from us by The Giver of it.

"Umm, can I ask you something, Ming? Something personal actually. But it's okay if you won't answer it." I asked her since I really want someone to talk to and I really want to talk to her because she just gives me this weird feeling. It a good kind of weird and I want us to be closer. So, maybe this is the perfect moment for that. A new beginning for us. And, I hope that we will have a good ending.

"Yeah, anything. I'll try if I could manage to answer it." She replied, and yes, she's up for a conversation. This is it. 

Then, I thought of a good topic for us to talk about. Well, maybe something that could make me feel better about my situation right now.