Same Stars

Chapter 25

Dedicated to Chine because we had a great time together ;) 'til next time.

As I went in my car the first thing I wanted to do was bang my head multiple times in the steering wheel. Why did I have to say that. Why do I have to ruin everything. The weather outside described the feeling within me, dark clouds spread all over and the sound of the horrifying thunder.. "I'll have to go home." I backed the car and began driving home.

Ha who's he going to ride home without your services.

"Shut up!" I fisted on the wheel hard. It's like there are two-emotions battling in my mind and neither giving up. If he's able to let it go, then I will give up too. That's final.

Just before I went through the school gate, my phone vibrated on the cupholder, where I place it everytime.

*Please I come home quickly, have something to tell yiu. -Dad*

My brows furrowed at the typos, they always irritated me and he knows that. Thanks dad you made my day a hundred percent better, what an uplifter!

Beep-beep! I glanced at the sidemirror and a red car who clearly didn't tint his wind shield was honking really hard. Sometimes when I'm mad at a certain situation I do my best to infuriate people.

"Hey! You don't own the road!" He yelled popping his head out.

Beep-beep!

I want to get him fucking mad haha and make him lose his mind. The car door was now clicked open and he stepped out of his car. Perfect.

One... two... He walks slowly, definitely for effect. When he almost reached my car, I made a run for it!

He threw a middle finger to the sky, "Fuck off." I muttered.

It's almost six o'clock and I didn't want to go down the lake. The few minutes were spent roaming around the campus, with no direction at all. I couldn't go to Lex because she said she and the team are on some sort of team ritual before this Saturday's game. This Saturday's game is with the Vikings and the Bears, they have some sort of rivalry because the results are always making the coaches rip their body hair in frustration. Let's say this year the Vikings win, then next year the Bears win and vice-versa.

To be honest I'm frustrated too. They always say with their jock voices "We're better." and then you get a series of "Bitch no we're better." When the fuck is it going to stop!

It gets even darker and the rain started to pour. "Fuck I'll have to clean my car again." I hate the mud whenever it heavily rains, especially because the path to ours isn't asphalted.

So you can keep me-

Damn it Ed you startled me! My phone rings in the middle of the drive, I had to pull over. The last time I had one of these I almost got into jail. I hurriedly took my phone "Hello, who is this??" I guess I spoke way too harshly.

"It's dad, why aren't you home yet." He sounds... nervous. How weird.

"Sorry, dad. It's raining very hard, I'm sorry I'll be home by" my lips pursed as I pulled down my phone to check the time "eight minutes."

"Okay. Bye." The call ends and I'm starting to wonder, why he's so nervous and worried about me not coming home early. I'm a big girl now dad, no need to worry. I handle my own problems and live with it.

After nine minutes, if you ever exist in the life of Alice Rooke Calliseeyalater, you'll know the fact that I'm always late. Always.

After nine minutes I am already in the area across our house, I'm too lazy to place it in the garage even when it's only a few meters. There's a black truck parked next to me, looks like junk but who am I to judge when I wasn't even able to fix the dent in the front of mine.

I covered my head with some of the books I brought because it was drizzling and I hate being sick. Now how do I inform them about this? Nah. I could just walk in and explain this shit all over me, my parents are cool about it. Mom and Dad aren't dramatic, I scoffed to myself.

I opened the door lazily and planned to scream "I have paint all over me!"

But as the door threw open, the place was filled with stifles and sobs. They all stared at me, who the fuck are those people sitting on the couch and why is my mother crying? That just made my statement a while ago turn into an interrogative.

I held a confused look the entire time, with so many possibilities running in my already fucked up mind.

"Alice, don't freak out." My father told me, my mother looked away and just stood silently at the corner. "This... -this is Luke your brother."

What the fuck.

What the fuck. I have a brother what the fuck. Fuck did my father donate some of his sperm shit or is it my mom who offered her womb or something. This can't be. They told me I was their only child. "And who is she supposed to be, my sister?" I threw my hands in the air and paced frantically outside the door.

"-No I'm his girlfriend." The girl whispered. Oh, shut the fuck up.

"I did not ask you to tell me who the fuck you are." I snapped at the lady looking about two years younger than I am. "Whose son is he?" My hands were on my waist and I asked my father desperately trying to keep my shit together. I glared at the guy who looks just as nervous as my father is. He kept running his hands up and down his thighs, he tried to escape my eyes by looking elsewhere.

He's wearing a black shirt that says Nirvana, and has a lip ring on. "My son, actually." This, this is your son which is technically my brother now. A punk rock looking dude who- ah damn it I am in a horrible state right now and I'm judging the man by the way he looks.

"How? I thought we were your only family."

"You are okay. He happened way before I found your mother, it was an accident." I moved my attention to the poor guy, who looked slightly hurt from my father's explanation. But he kept his mouth shut nonetheless.

Why is life so fucking complicated? I shouldn't be worrying about this. Why can't I have another life with no shit attached. I feel like I could go insane with how much this day is turning out to be.

"You know what, all of you disturbing humans should stay in one place and just rot." With no control over my common sense I turned my heel and walked out of the situation, throwing the books into the puddle that has formed on the wet ground.

"Alice come back here. I forbid you."

"Fuck off! And I'll add another word" I turned back and faced him "to death." I don't care if it's getting dark and it's drizzling.

I don't want to have any contact with another human being, as much as possible. Once I kill myself, I can tell the angels to be happy they weren't humans, because if they would they're going to experience, this. This big pool of drama that's going to drown you soon.

Thunderclaps sounded and I stopped walking, obviously frightened of the sound. And it started to rain hard, the dark clouds were no longer separated but instead they've merged into one and it covered every spot in the place. All that's left is darkness and rain that I have put myself in. I can't give up now, if I left the house a stubborn lady I walk by and finish it. I can't go home until I get my piece of mind, even if I have to cross the next town just to have it.

I happened to pass by the curve to Harry's house, I wish I could walk and ask for comfort but I remember we are in an awkward situation. If I go to Lex's I'd have to go the other way, but I'm too tired and wet to change my direction.

The sound of thunder comes back again and it makes my heartbeat go crazy. I decided to take a rest and squated on the side walk next to a lamppost. My clothes are all drenched in rainwater and the paint seemed to be lost, must be waterbase. I ignored the cold, how ironic I'm shivering right now.

I just had to act like Elsa running away from her town because I knew I'd only make it worse. But the cold did fucking bother me.

"Hey, need help." All the drops of rain I expected to fall were no longer there. I looked up and there it was, a black umbrella. When I looked at the person holding it, I was surprised. He was a stranger I did not expect, one I never knew would come back to my life and nevertheless... help me.