ICECREAM

CRIMSON'S POV

It had been a week since I got back home, it was a week filled with a rollercoaster of emotions.

I kind of mended things with my dad but I still had to give him a little cold shoulder so that he realizes that I can't be easily swayed into leaving Charles for the baggy sweaters and candies he bought.

Although it would have been a possibility if he added icecream to his purchase. The things I would do for that worthy brain freeze.

Charles had not returned home so I was worried and pondering on whether his delayed return was because of my father or his work, and there was also the possibility that he no longer finds our relationship worth fighting for.

I was still wallowing away time, thinking of the hurdles I needed to overcome.

I hadn't even spared thoughts to the troubles awaiting me at school. That was another issue I had to worry about so I allocated nightime to worry about that.

My schedule was filled up with moments to worry about how fucked up my life w