9:30 AM

He texted me that he's almost here, I don't know what I was expecting, I was guessing he was going to come in a ratty ass car, but here comes a nice sport Lexus. I mean hot damn that's a nice car. I hop in, Sarah is already there, Leo looks in the rearview mirror and says "Seat belts on" before driving off to get Milly. Once we get on the highway Sarah starts talking about boy problems that Leo and I don't even understand,

"I mean Jeremy doesn't even look at me as if he loves me, it's like he doesn't love me anymore," she says with a sigh.

"What the hell are you talking about Sarah," says Leo confused

"Ask Kel I bet he will understand."

"I told you to not call me a 'he', I don't like it." I correct her, being called a "he" makes me unconfinable, but I defiantly don't want to be called "she."

"What are you, trans?"

"No I'm not, just use my name please."

"Freak" She spats back, which shows that I won the argument, go me.

10:00 AM

We get to Milly's place and ring the doorbell, nobody answers, so we call her, she doesn't pick up, we wait for about 20 minutes and then I get added to a group chat, it seemed suspicious since all the people I hated were on there, sadly Milly and Sarah Were there too. I look for Sarah and she was nowhere to be found, I check everywhere and even asked Leo where she was, but she just vanished, I'm guessing that Milly was home and she let Sarah in while Leo and I weren't paying attention. I check the group chat, everyone is talking shit about me and calling me all sorts of things, I start to shake, I'm having a panic attack I toss my phone somewhere, (please for the love of God let my phone be ok) Leo noticed

"Oh no, Kel what's going on? Did Milly and Sarah do it? Shit."

"No, no it's nothing, I'm just being called a freakshow and a psycho, oh and you can't forget the best, whore."

I cover my face, I'm breathing heavily, I want to cry but tears don't roll down my cheeks, I'm now running to the car, sitting in front of the tires and shaking, Leo chases after me, my head spinning and I feel sick, I'm woozy, I can't think, I'm not sure what to do, my eyes are burning I can't cry, I pull myself together then I can't see properly, my eyes are dry and I'm really tired, I feel like my body is shutting down and before I know it I'm out cold.

3:00 PM

I see a car pull up, I think it's one of Leo's mom's, not sure which one but that doesn't matter. Leo opens his door and he grabs a bag from his mom, he hops back into the car and sets the stuff in the passenger seat, goes back outside, kisses his mom on the cheek, hugs her, and waves goodbye before he gets back in the car. He shuffles through the bag and gives me an apple and some crackers.

"My Ma and I tend to feel better after a panic attack if we had some apples and crackers, not sure if it will be the same for you but we could try?"

"Thanks, Leo, honestly, you are my savior." I take a bite of the apple and once I'm done chewing I have some crackers. He's right! I feel better after eating some apples and crackers, maybe it's just because eating, in general, made me feel better but I don't really care.

"Your mom is going to pick you up, you should get some rest once you get home, I'm pretty sure she's here." And there I see her worried face waving at Leo, he waves back and then unlocks the car.

"You are free to go when you feel like it, but I'm pretty sure your mom wants a hug." He smiles.

"Thank you, Leo, truly if you ever need anything please tell me."

"Well, this could be payment for the water I chugged, this morning." Leo laughs. "You should get going now."

I step out of the car and run to my mom, she has her arms open ready for the embrace. I start crying into her shoulder, she pats my head and says

"Let's go home." She didn't have to say that twice.

4:00 PM

Ma and I get home, she walks upstairs with me and goes into my room, and sits down on my bed. She pats the empty spot next to her and then says

"You are going to tell me what I got myself so worked up over and you are going to tell me every detail, I don't want something like this to happen again." She sighs, I tell her everything, I even show her the messages on my phone.

"Delete it," Ma says with a sigh.

"Delete what?"

"The conversation, I don't need you looking at that, you're my kid I know the kind of person you are, you are going to stare at those messages all night and then start believing them. Nobody deserves to be treated like this other than your father, that bastard will get what's coming for him one day" I'm pretty sure I wasn't supposed to hear that last part but I did. I ended up deleting it and blocking everyone who was in that chat. It felt nice to have that off my back. I was exhausted though, even though I took a nap I still feel like shit, maybe it's just the situation I'm in, maybe I should just sleep it off. I lay down and text Leo that I'm home and going to bed. He texts a bed with a sleeping person emoji and says goodnight...? I set down my phone and fall asleep.

5:30

I wake up feeling warm, the setting sun shining through the window, I feel that sweaty refreshing feeling you get when you wake up from a long nap, it feels awesome. Ma calls me down for dinner as soon as I wake up. I get up, stretch and rub my eyes, I'm just sitting here waiting for myself to wake up.

"KEL LETS GO WE AIN'T GOT ALL DAY! I'M HUNGRY AND WE GOTTA SAY GRACE." My father yells. I sigh, I hate eating with the family, it's so awkward, we have nothing we can talk about because it would always end up in a fight, including simple things like how your day was. I walked downstairs to see the kitchen table set with some pasta and breadsticks, not my favorite but I don't hate it. I sat down and my family started saying Grace. I didn't want to eat much since I'm still queasy after what happened today and I'm not in the mood to sit by a toilet all night, so I grabbed half a breadstick and at least a half cup of pasta, maybe I was a little hungry. I finish up my dinner and bring my dishes over to the sink to be washed later. I tell Ma 'thank you' and I go upstairs and read for a while. It's been a minute since I've sat down, relaxed, and just read a book. Around 9 Ma comes into my room to say goodnight, even though almost every time I don't go to bed. I ended up staying awake until 10, not my record but it was still late, so I put my book away and lay down, I'm just lying here, thinking about today, it was shit, I was probably overdramatic and just have never been treated that way before, maybe I'm just sheltered, maybe they don't like the fact that I don't fit in with them. I lay there for a bit but ended up thinking myself to sleep. But it doesn't last long since my insomnia is the worst when I'm anxious, I guess I'll just lie there.