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Chapter 5

I was sitting on my bedroom floor, with a spoon in my chocolate ice cream, while bawling like a baby to The Notebook. It was just so sad and I wasn’t just referring to Noah’s heartbreak.

Chad was snoring softly on my bed. He had watched the beginning of it, but fell asleep soon after. I wiped the tears from my cheeks with the back of my sleeve. Maybe I should have put something happier on.

Stuffing another mouthful of chocolate goodness in my mouth, I thought, this is what my life has come to. Eating ice cream and crying to a blockbuster hit.

The credits began to roll. I scooped up the remote, turning the TV off, and the room fell into darkness.

“What, is it over?” Chad’s voice was husky as he sat up on my bed, rubbing the sleep out his eyes.

I nodded my head. I felt completely and utterly lame.

“You’re still crying,” Chad pointed out while getting to his feet. “Maybe next time watch a comedy?”

“What’s the point?” I brushed away a few stray tears. “My life is pathetic.”

Whack. A pillow went flying into my head. “Stop being depressive, Chloe.”

“Well, it’s the truth!” I shot back, waving my hands in the air.

“Would you stop? You’re draining all my happiness away.” Chad shot me an annoyed look. “Cheer up, sunflower.”

I rolled my eyes. “At least you have happiness to be drained!” I crossed my arms. “And I’m not a sunflower.”

“You’re right. You’re anything but sunny.” Chad messed up my hair on top of my head “It’s not that bad, you know.”

“Easy for you to say,” I grunted and let out an annoyed sigh. “My life sucks.”

Chad shook his head. “Can you ever look on the bright side?”

“Yeah, there is no bright side.” I stood up and walked to my bed, throwing myself onto it. “Only darkness.” I knew I was being a little dramatic and perhaps over the top.

I heard Chad chuckle. “Nice to know, Sis. Are you coming down with me for the pack meeting?”

“Do I look like I want to sit in the same room as him?” I pulled my head from the pillow and sent him a pointed look.

Chad raised an eyebrow. “Let me rephrase that. You are coming down to the pack meeting with me.”

“Why?” I stuffed my head back in the pillow. “It’s not like I do anything at them!”

“Oh come on, Sis. Everyone loves your cups of tea.”

I shot my head up, giving him a dry expression. “I am sure someone else can push the button on the coffee machine.”

“I’m giving you five minutes to pull yourself together and then I’ll drag you down.”

Groaning and thumping my pillow with my fists, I said, “I hate you right now.” And I somewhat meant it, knowing I was about to spend two or more hours being bored in a large hall, with Xavier close by.

“Come on, your friends will be there.”

I grunted into the pillow and rolled over to my back. “They think I’m a freak at the moment. Seriously, they asked what had happened to me. Me doing school work is like a red alert to them or something.”

Chad shrugged his shoulders. “If they’re your friends, I am sure they will get over it.”

“They aren’t really friends.”

“Well, then you’re not missing out on anything.” Chad walked to my door and opened it. “I mean it. Five minutes.”