Is it really that hard to want a normal life, a normal family? Is it that hard to be happy and accept who are? Well it is, and right now I really wish I was born into a different family. My dad finally decided to officially lie to the paparazzi and tell them that I was inheriting the company. Worst part was I had no one to complain to. It was still the weekend and, Daylyn was still no where to be found and what was worse was that he hasn't answered his phone either.
Suddenly there was a knock on my door, as soon I opened it my mood was immediately boosted."Liam!"Riley said excitedly as she let herself in the apartment."What are you doing here?" I asked as I closed the door behind me."Seven never came home yesterday and I felt really anxious, so I came here." She said and sat her bag on the couch."So what's up?" I said as I lazily sat down on the couch. I completely ignored the fact that she gave up on looking for her boyfriend to come to me. It's not like I was mad about it, it just didn't feel right.
"I wanted to properly apologize to you so I'm gonna make you something you've probably never had before." She said as she made her way towards the kitchen. She started to excitedly rummage through drawers and cabinets.
"What exactly would that be?" I said as I watched her with an amused smile on my face.
"Something very delicious." She said as she pulled a large pot out of the cabinet. She looked like a wife making dinner for her husband. She was so happy that she was even humming. It makes me wonder if she was like this with Seven. It'll be bothersome if I ask her something like that. She probably doesn't wanna talk about it.
"Liam are you listening?" I pulled my head up when I realized she's been calling her name for a while now."Sorry what were you saying?" She rolled eyes and held a bowl with pudding and cookies decorated on it .That did not look appetizing at all."What's that?"
"It's just banana pudding and cookies, my mom made it all the time when I was younger." She said as she excitedly placed the bowl on the counter. I scrunched my face at the bowl, I wasn't a big fan of pudding or pudding in general. I side eyed her, hinting that I did not want to touch it, She began to laugh when she saw the face I was making, "Come on try it." I glanced at her and she was smiling at me, waiting for me to take a bite.
I hesitantly picked up the pudding with a spoon, I took a bite slowly creating a weird dramatic sensation fro her. When I took a bite a new flavor exploded on my tongue. I looked at her surprised and she began to laugh."See I told you." She said as she rounded the counter to sit next to me."Wow." I said as I took another bite,"Where has this been all my life."
"I'm glad you like it."
"I'd like it even more if you made this for me everyday." I said and she pushed my shoulder playfully."I can't do that, I'll bother your friend." She said and I shook my head."Day and I aren't exactly on good terms right now, so I don't think you need to worry about that." She looked at me confused with her eyebrows pushed together."Well why not? Did you two fight?"
"Yeah we did, and it was about you." I said and continued to eat like I just didn't tell her that she's the reason Day and I are I fighting."About me? What was it about? Did I do something?"
"Nope you did absolutely nothing wrong, don't worry about it." I said and smiled at her. She looked unsure at first then shrugged her shoulders,"Well, whatever you say, I'm gonna work on the project." She gets up from her seat beside me and heads towards the couch.
I seriously need to figure out exactly I'm doing. I messed up everything that was going good with Daylyn and I and now we have some weird stalker after us. And on top of all of this, the whole school knows that I like someone. That's not even all of it, my dad told the paparazzi that I will be inheriting the family company.
Why is this happening to me? Is it because of how I acted in the past? I swear that's not me anymore. Or did I really not change? It sure seems like I didn't. Honestly it feels like I can never escape my past self. No matter what I do I'm always the same as before. Is it that hard to change who you are?
No no changing yourself is easy, pretending to be something your not is hard. Maybe that's why I'm struggling so much. Is it because I just don't want to change?
"Hey Liam, there's this weird package at the door." I turned around in my chair and rushed towards the door. It indeed was a package with my name on it with big black letters. I picked up the package and brought it inside."I don't think you should open." Riley said as she eyed the package suspiciously.
"I'm gonna open it."
I ripped the tape off of the package and opened it slowly. Inside there a pink bag with a white ribbon tied around it. At the bottom of the package there was a letter. Riley took the letter out of my hand and unfolded it."Dear Liam, I am so disappointed in you, you and Daylyn need to become friends right now. Also I saw you at the supermarket today and I love when you wear a beanie and a hoodie, you look like a hot hobo and I love it. Wait for my special gift that's coming soon. Love -D." Riley looked at the letter disgusted and so did I.
"Liam what is this?"
"So turns out I have a stalker."