"Sir, where to?" The cab driver asked. "Universtiy of the Southeast please." I replied. "Sir, are you sure? That's gonna cost you hundreds of dollars." The cab driver said. "I know." I replied. USE (University of the Southeast) is actually in the western part of the South East City. I didn't care where I'd end up as long as I will be able to escape my pain, then anywhere would be okay.
As the tears dropped more and more, I just leaned on the window and just thought about what happened earlier. "Do you really think that we'd come to your graduation?"
"Argh!!!" I groaned and looked down then I grabbed my head with my 2 hands. "Stop wasting our time." I grabbed it harder and started to cry. Then I was just filled with different emotions, thoughts, voices and screams that wanted to come out but won't. Why is this happening to me? I did everything I can buy they're stil not proud of me! I did everything! I keep saying to myself that everything is going to change, I keep saying to myself that THEY are going to change! But no! I am the one that they wanna change but it's been them the whole that actually did nothing! Nothing!!!
Then I'm pretty sure the driver saw all that because he looked at me and said "Sir, are you okay?" He asked me with a look of concern written all over his face. "You look like you've been really down nowadays." He added. "No! It's nothing! I'm alright, I'm just tired that's all, thank you for your concern though by the way." I replied. "Uhm... May I ask how long will it take for us to get there?" I added. "It's around 4-6 hours of travel max. Just relax Sir, we won't be getting there so quickly if you want." He said.
Even he is so concerned about me, and I don't even know him, not like my parents who didn't give a single damn about me but I knew them since birth!!! " Urghhh... Can you at least stop being so sad? You're too dramatic of a bitch." The half of my mind told me. "I'm sorry. I can't help but only be a dramatic bitch HUHUHU. I'll cry all day and I'll annoy you." The other half told the other one. Even my mind is fighting itself.