You wait me ?

I raced along the corridor to my room and flying myself one my bed. Quaking with sobs. 

   Huge gulping wails that raced my body.

          I cried until my ribs ached and I became so exhasted that the sobs were reduced to little more then hiccoughs.

I never dreamed it was possible to feel so miserable and cry so much .

This was what was meant by ' Heartbreaking' : I was sure I could feel it crocking and falling to pieces. But slowly .. eventually .. with stuttering breaths . I cried myself out .

Feeling drained and numb . I sat up on my bed . The room now in darkness . and I groped for my phone . I had to tell him the awful news that I would not be able to see him recently . I dun noe when I will go home . A lifetime away ? 

With trembling thumbs I jabbed in the text message. Telling him that I had family problems and that because of them I would not be around . I hit send and then wearily flopped back against my pillows as I waited for his response .

I would not blame him if he decided that I was not worth waiting for . 

No one would be that patient .

But if he did not wait . If he decided I was not worth it .

I would die . I knew I would .

    Slowly my feelings of loss and despair were replaced by a hatred of my family.
    What right had they treat me like this ? Didn't they know they were ruining my life ?
    I hated them . TYRANT . 
    If my mother were here she would just stop them being so beastly .
    But mummy wasn't and hadn't been for thousand years .