R U There?

CHAPTER 1: Unintentional

It was unintentional...

It really was. Quite out of my own control too... I couldn't help but watch it happen. Drowning, suffocation, fears, terrors, and abandonment. Perhaps I should have done more than that. Maybe I should have stood up for her? But how could I have known? No matter how hard I tried to push her away from apologising to terrible, terrible people she never could just give up. Stubborn as always, heh. But that's what I liked about her. I loved her confidence in others, her forgiveness, and most of all her selflessness.

I pull myself away from the crumple page from my "writing" book. I let my brown chocolatey eyes scan over messy writing on lined paper. The writing before me reminding me of someone however I can't quite grasp who it is I am thinking about. It seemed they were drifting from my memories. They seem too... Distant? I let out a chuckle as I slap myself mentally.

"Pfft, what am I even doing?" I groan out loud to no one in particular but myself. I look at my watch below me and sigh closing my writing book exaggeratedly. I guess writing will have to wait for now... 

"Kirk Sebastain Lockette!!" Yells the most familiar voice to me. I roll my eyes deeply and groan loudly as I rise from my chair and change into more 'school-appropriate' clothing. That being a hoodie over some ripped black jeans that barely even fit me anymore. Good enough. I grab my backpack and walk out of my room as I slam my door the handle shaking as I do so. 

I jog down carpetted mud-stained stairs to the front door. Just as I think I'm getting close I feel a presence and turn to see my Aunt Nina with her arms crossed, glare obvious on her wrinkled-yet-young face. "Heyyy Aunt Nins, Nina, Na, Ni??" I try to act casual and let out a breath I was unintentionally holding in as she rolls her eyes knowingly.

"Have you had breakfast yet, Kid?" She smirks knowing the obvious answer. I don't speak I just shake my head shamefully. "You should come have some, I just made enough for us I expected you to sleep in." She lets out a chuckle.

"No thanks, I appreciate it though." I go to open the door before a voice stops me again. 

"Wow I thought you would have thought different seeing as it's pancakes." She raised an eyebrow knowing how to get me to eat. My eyes went from the doorknob to Aunt Nina to the Kitchen before I groaned.

"Fineeeee..." I dragged my feet to a plate of blueberry pancakes covered in just right amount of syrup. To say that it looked amazing would be a far understatement truthfully however I will never admit it to her or anyone. "Wow..." I unknowingly say as I sit down. To be completely honest I thought everything would have been 'plain' and 'bland' coming from her. However I just let the empty thoughts fly away as I was filled with pleasure of the wonderful taste of the fluffy pancakes.

"I get it now... Food wins you over!" My aunt smiles dearingly as she watches me devour the breakfast food before me. I roll my eyes long and slow at her but don't deny her because it indeed is true. Once I quickly finish the meal I stand and walk over to the sink about to wash it before I hear a sweet voice.

"Don't worry I'll do it later, get to school kid." Aunt Nina waves me off. I comply and head out the door with my light bag almost forgetting it. 

Just as I get outside of the house I hear young youth of my own age scream out in cheerful drunken melody. I let out a groan as I pull out my cigarette packet and light one as I place it in between my chapped lips. I sigh as I look into a cigarette packet of zero cigarettes left. I just grunt as I mentally put a reminder up to get more on the way home. I take a drag and pull the cigarette out of my mouth, blowing out smoke. I let my brown eyes wonder around at my snowy surroundings. I never quite liked the cold of this town however I never quite liked the heat of Florida either. I suppose I was just always this picky. Whatever, I don't care. I huff as I stand on my cigarette putting it out. My hands had started to freeze up before I placed them into my much warmer pockets. 

I flinch at a loud engine behind me and turn to see familiar childhood faces of my friends Lyla and Ryan who hold childish grins on their faces as they sit in Michaela the car. Ryan roles down a window on his old yet comforting car. He struggles to get it down, earning a giggle from Lyla who tries her hardest to hold back a burst of laughter. He finally winds his window down all the way and smiles at me. 

"Need a ride buddy-o?" He suggests and I feel a comforting smile make its way to my face.

"In this piece of shit?" I start, holding back laughter that threatened to spill out of me. "Of course. I would never reject love of yours or should I say your oh so considerate car Michaela!" I banged on the side of the rusting car and hear something snap as my eyes widen. "God I forget how old she truly is..." I get in the back of the charming car. Ryan finally drives off and speaks as he does so.

"She's not old! You're just jealous she has more character than you do!!" Ryan teases with a sneaky grin. I hold my hands up in surrender. 

"Yeah I am," I hold a hand to my heart and let out an exaggerated gasp. 

The car falls into a comfortable silence often shared in these trips to school. The only noise was occasional yelling of all-time favourite songs we all loved and knew. We all loved our music so it was an often thing to occur within these trips. One time Lyla and I sung to a song by our favourite band and Ryan didn't know that band which made Lyla mad to the point where she ignored him for over a week until she finally gave up. She was quite stubborn but not as stubborn as--

"So have you studied for the exams?" Lyla asked both of us and Ryan replied with a simple "mhm" as he tried to focus on the road. I panicked slightly as I didn't recall studying for anything besides my english which funny enough was something I didn't need studying for... 

"Uh... no, not really..." I barely whispered and Lyla looked genuinely confused as she spoke. Ryan being Ryan says yes he did and he will 'totally ace everything' as he puts it.

"Huh? Sorry I didn't really hear you..." She spoke softly and seriously.

"I... I uh... didn't study besides English..." I spoke above a whisper to which Lyla smiled softly at me and Ryan chuckled gently.

"The only thing you're amazing at... You would've aced it anyways if you didn't even study. You do know that right bro?" Ryan reassures me and I nod softly as I look out my window with a soft grunt.

"Yeah, but I guess I got so caught up in story writing that I forgot to study my bad subjects..." I chuckle half forcing myself to. 

"What do you have for Period 1 and 2?" Lyla asks and I tell her I have art and English. "Perfect, well at lunch we'll go study in the library for your other subjects as much as we can." She gives me a 'everything will be A-Ok' smile and I nod smiling back softly.

"Thank you, seriously." I smile to both of them receiving two smiles back. 

"No problem, dude it's the least we can really do." Ryan gives a thumbs up before pulling into a parking spot in the school. We get out and walk up to the entrance. 

"Exams here I come, to fail that is." I groan, standing there for a moment before finally dragging myself inside. 

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Hello! I'm Charlie and I got the urge to write something. I apologise if it's bland however feel free to suggest! If I wrote down something unreadable dont be shy to remind me!! 

Thank you for reading! ILY!!

-charlie :))

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