Shattered

Moving

Dixie
I look out the window. My headphones are in, trying to block out the world, or at least in my case, my mom.
There are so many thoughts roaming my mind, like why in the hell would we move to Oregon at the end of the school year. Her excuse is that Tennessee isn't as exciting anymore, but i know the truth. Her drug dealer lives in Oregon.
My mom doesn't even care that I left my best friend behind in Tennessee. She doesn't care about anything but herself and her drug addiction. She didn't even care when my dad had died from alcohol poisoning. That tells you how much of a selfish bitch she is.
I try to fall asleep, to get things off my mind. To try to get a few hours away from life as I knew it.
The next thing i knew is, i woke up screaming. I had a nightmare.

Nightmare
I was sitting in my room back in Tennessee, I was alone in the house. I hear the front door open, and I knew it couldn't be my mom, because she was on a trip to Oregon this weekend(for her drugs). My mind went wild, I thought I was having a panic attack. I snuck out to the railing, just outside my room. To my surprise it was my brother, Jackson.
My heart raced. Jackson was supposed to be in prison. I slowly backed into my room and hid in my closet. I heard big steps on the stairs
"Clop, clop, clop"
The steps came closer to my room.
"Click" I heard the door open.
My breathing became noisy and ireggular.
I seen him through the door slit of my closet. he went to check under my bed, out on my deck, and in my bathroom. He finally came over the the closet and slowly opened it.
My eyes slammed shut, and the lights beamed on me.
I opened my eyes to see my brother smiling.
"Why are you h-hiding?" He said as he slurred his words.

"Why shouldn't I?"

"Don't be a smartass Dix. I said I was sorry, and I went to prison, what else can I do?"
I sat there in shock thinking how in the world could he ever think that it was okay to do that, and a apology and a little prison time would make everything okay.
"Jackson, nothing will ever be the same. Your my brother, and not only that you took something away from me that I will never get back. You WERE the only person I looked up to and trusted until you did what you did."

"I know Dixie, but I was truly sorry."

"How do you expect me to say everything is fine, when it really isn't. I accept your apology, but I will NEVER forget what you did to me."

"Fine." He says and pulls out a handgun, and points it to my head.

"If you won't be thankful that I said I was sorry, and I'm out of prison, then you shouldn't be alive."

"Goodbye, Dixie."

End of nightmare

(Screams bloody murder)

"What the hell are you doing? Shut the hell up, I'm trying to listen to music." my mom had said to me.

"Sorry, I had a bad dream."

"I don't give shit, shut the hell up."