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Elias

"Wake up, Elias!" Elena screams while pulling the sheets off my bed."Wake up, it's not healthy to sleep this long it's nearly 2:00p.m., wake up!" I open my eyes to see Elena's brown eyes looking at me with so much worry. Why is she worried? We're not even related in any way. I don't care about her at all , but she still shows concern for me. It's so annoying. Two years ago my mother died in a car accident and i've never gotten over it ,but my dad seems to have gotten over it that's why he started dating Elena 6 months ago and he's quite happy......uggghhh. I'm brought back to reality by a splash of water on my face." Elias, wake up!" Uhhhh! "Why the hell are you in my room, no one gave you the permission so get the fuck out of here! Close the door on your way out." Elena steps back and looks at me for several seconds like I'd just killed her father and then, she walks away and shuts the door furiously. I turn to my phone at the side of my bed and scroll through it, but of course no texts, no calls, nothing.Hmmm.... but who am I kidding, no one really cares about me, it's actually quite funny and really sad at the same time. I've never really had friends since my mom died, it's like my soul was buried with her, but i've got used to this life. I only have Mac, my best friend and my dad....well, most of the time my dad's occupied with Elena so I guess I just have Mac with me.

I scroll to my chat with Mac and text him;
Me: Bro, are you up?
Mac: Yeah, but my headache is terrible.
Me: We shouldn't have gotten wasted                                              last night.
Mac: I know, but you can't deny that it was amazing.
Me:Ha! True but it's kinda hard getting out of bed right now.
Mac: That's your problem not mine, sorry, Gotta go...
Me: Okay, Call me...
Mac: Ewww, don't be weird. You know I won't
Me: I know...

Hmph....Mac is definitely all I have.

I get out of bed and brush my teeth. I don't even know why I'm brushing, it's the first Saturday of Summer and I'm planning to be lazy throughout the rest of it and hopefully the rest of my life as
well. I take a shower and dress up for the day, then I walk downstairs for breakfast....I mean a snack because it's literally 3:05p.m. I pass by the living room and see my dad and Elena sitting on the couch like they want to hold some meeting or something, but I'm not up for it , not today, not ever. "Elias, we want to talk to you about something, it's important " I look at my dad with eyes saying, I'll just pretend you didn't say that and I continued with my journey to the kitchen. I open the cupboard and pick a bag of cheetos and grab a bottle of water from the refrigerator and walk  begin my journey back to my room, but my dad stops me on the way and pulls my arm."Elias, we really need to talk."
I put my ego aside and decide to take a seat since they're so desperate. I put my snacks on the table and try to pay attention to what they're saying. "Elias, I know you're still flustered by your mom's death, but you need to try and move on. Elena and I are now the people who are here for you and we love you. So you should start respecting her a little more, okay?" Anger starts boiling in me as I look at them. They're so happy and think it's easy for me to be happy like them. But I can't, I'm dying inside but my own father doesn't give a damn about me. I try to hold back the tears that are threatening to flow and I have so much to say but I only end up saying, "sure, I'll try"  Then I grab my snacks and walk to my room.
I pick my backpack and stuff my snacks, my phone and notebook and I storm out of the house. I hop onto my bike and ride it to God- knows -where.   

As long as I'm as far from this place as possible.