Falling For You

Chapter 15: Shrink

Listen to the song She loves Control by Camilla Cabello.

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Be yourself, because everyone else is taken.

--Selena Gomez.

By the time it was Saturday evening, I had still not convinced Cara to talk to me so she wouldn't even tell me how her date went on Friday night.

I tried everything, I wrote texts, gave her the puppy dog eyes at lunch break, talked Shakespeare and Chemistry! I even talked about Calculus but not a word left her lips when I was around.

Mark just groaned at this and told me to give her time. But what pinched me is the fact that she called Mark to help her out with her outfit for the date.

"Do you think she'll ever talk to me again?" I asked my mom as I explained the whole situation to her.

"Honey she's just a little angry that you wouldn't support her decision, she didn't see the fact that you were looking out for her, so give her time!" my mom said as she walked around my room picking up the dirty laundry.

"She's never going to speak to me again!!" I said rubbing my forehead as I slept back on the bed.

"Get out of bed Rave, you need to get out of the house!" she said taking a seat next to me.

"But mom!!!" I groaned.

"No buts! Come on get up go get some fresh air!" she said pushing me a little.

"Fine! I'm awake" I mumbled getting out of bed and into the washroom.

After washing my face I put on a tank top and my cycling shorts.
Tying my pinkish blonde hair into a high ponytail I walked out of the bathroom.

"Mom I'm going out for a run" I informed my mom who seemed to busy to notice me.

Saturday was the only day off and I have no clue why she liked doing chores in her free time, it's not like dad and I didn't do any work, but apparently doing chores calmed mom down, don't ask!

I decided to take the route around the corner of the next block. Jogging ahead I made sure my pace didn't strain me out completely.

As I jogged down the oh so familiar street I remembered the times I bunked school with Dallas and came down this street where we'd end up making out on some bench.

All of a sudden I felt my body close up on me. My breathing got fast and I couldn't see clearly. My head was spinning and my entire body felt bloated.

"Open the door Raven!" my dad shouted.

"Rave baby, we'll figure this out! Please open up!" my mom cried with a strain in her voice.

"It's not enough! I've had enough!" I screamed back as the tears rolled down.

My troath was dry as the tears rolled down, and I fell to my knees catching my head in my hands.