~Lyra~
I didn’t wake up right away.
I just… floated.
Like my body wasn’t mine anymore, like maybe I had died and nobody told me yet, because why else would everything be this heavy and quiet except for the way my head was screaming? Except for the way my chest hurt like my heart didn’t know whether to beat or just give up completely?
And the first thought..the very first stupid thought, slammed through my head so hard it felt like someone carved it straight into my skull with a knife:
I should have never come for the summer.
I should have never left home.
I should have told Tasha no when she begged me, when she said her dad had a pool and a theater room and that it was going to be the best summer ever.
The “best summer ever.” Oh Goddess, what a joke. What a cosmic, cruel joke, bec
