Stupid Love

18

I open up the door to the garage of my house. My stuff is all packed and I just need to do a final sweep of the house. I thought that moving out and starting up my life would take my mind off Joey but it didn't. It's been a month and that's all I think about. Doesn't matter, I passed my college finals and now I'm able to go do what I've always wanted to do; go chase Tornadoes and severe storms and take scientific data of them. It always fascinated me as a kid. I look through and see my old hockey bag. I walk over to this faded red and blue bag and open it up. It smelt like sweat and dust. I let out a big sneeze and cough. I wiped my nose and looked inside the bag and pulled out my old hockey sweater. The C has worn out a little bit, the bright colors that once were on the sweater are now faded. The red and blue have turned into darker colors and you can notice the blood stain on my number. "29" I always loved that number.

"I heard what happened to you, Corbin." My dad says as he startled me.

"Good for you." I replied.

"I told you, she was bad news. You should've never dated her." He responded.

"Well she was everything to me can we just drop it?" I asked.

He nods his head and starts to walk towards my car.

"You don't have to go son." He said

"Well you blame me for Mom leaving you so might as well get the burden out the house then motherfucker." I snapped.

He shakes his head and walks back inside the house.

I pick up the hockey bag and walk back to my car, I throw it into the backseat and close the door. I wanted to look back one last time but I couldn't. I grabbed my keys and walked towards the car door and opened it and slowly fell into the driver's seat. I turned on the car to a blast of warm air. "Walk away" by Five Finger Death Punch blasted through the speakers. I heard my phone buzz. It was a link from Joey to Tiktok. I rolled my eyes and clicked the link. The video only had sound and a video of rain falling. It said "I hate that I miss you, and wish I could take it back." I get tingly and excited until reality sets in. "Why would she leave then?" I thought to myself. I get annoyed and pissed at the fact she did this. My heart begins to race and my veins pop out of my arms like I just worked out.

"Why would you fucking make me go through this! What did I do to you to deserve this!" I yell, as I turn the radio off and hit my steering wheel with my right hand. I feel my lungs stop and my hand starts to sting. It doesn't faze me, my body pain wasn't the problem. I grab my phone and start typing.

"How could you do this to me? I loved you more than love itself. I did and tried to give you everything and it wasn't enough. Why me of all people?" I look at what I typed and erased all of it. I typed out " I feel the same way" and sent it.

"Time to get hurt again." I thought to myself.

She responded very quickly: "I just don't know if I can."

This time I threw my phone at the floor of the car and let out a scream.

"If you fucking love someone you would give some fucking effort! After everything we went through together now is the time you call it fucking quits? Everything was just getting better!" I yelled. I hear my phone buzz again.

"Fuck this shit I'm done." I yelled as I threw my car into reverse, my phone started to buzz repeatedly as I was getting a phone call. I get mad and roll my upper half of my body over to find my phone. I answer; "Hello," I say in an annoyed tone.

"Hey Corbin, it's Coach R. How are you doing?"

"Oh shit, hi coach. I'm sorry I thought you were someone else. What's up?" I responded.