Chapter Five

The drive home to my house was long and quiet. Even the bustling of people in the streets and cars honking at one another couldn’t break the silence that was in my head. I wanted to get home as soon as I could and change so that I could head right back to the hospital.

I pulled into my driveway and sat in my car for a few minutes. I turned off the engine and looked up at my house to see that only one light was on. Kyla was still up and I wasn’t really ready to talk to her again. I still couldn’t believe that she was on Aiden’s side in all of this but she also didn’t know all the facts of what had happened at prom.

I opened my door and stepped out. My footsteps seemed to be so loud and heavy as I made my way up to the house. I reached for my key and unlocked the door. I shivered slightly as a warm breeze blew past me into my house.

I closed the door and saw that there was no sign of my mother. I knew that the possibility of her actually being here after what had happened at the school was really slim to none. I wasn’t even sure if she had heard about the shooting. Would she have even cared? Hell she probably would have been happy if I had been shot. It would put her hands that much closer to my father’s money.

I walked up the stairs and to my room slowly so that Kyla wouldn’t notice that I had arrived home. Every few steps I took a creak would reverberate down the hallways and I would hold my breath. She never appeared and I silently closed my door.

I walked over to my dresser and pulled out a pair of jeans. I headed over to my closet and grabbed a t-shirt and a sweatshirt to wear. I threw the clothes on my couch and went to my bathroom.

When I looked in the mirror I saw my swollen eyes and the dirt that was covering my white dress. My hair was disheveled and it was up on one side of my head and loose on the other. I looked like a complete mess and I felt like one as well.