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songs of the chapter

Give Me Love- Ed Sheeran

Perfect- Simple Plan

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FLASHBACK (michael's pov)

"Well what the hell are we supposed to do with him now?"

"I don't know! He's a fucking disgrace to this family Karen i'm telling you."

"He's eighteen now he's not even our responsibility anymore."

my eyes welled with tears as i heard my parents yelling about me downstairs. i've been listening at the top of the stairs for about a half an hour and they haven't even noticed. i wish they could be understanding somehow. i want to do more in life than get a degree in something that wont help me. college is an option for everyone else as it should be for me. with that in mine i went back to my room.

as i reached my door i heard glass shattering.

"I can't deal with this tonight i'm going out!"

"Hey he's your problem too!" then i heard another glass shatter.

that's it, i thought feeling another tear drop and join the many already laying on my face. i went into my room and jumped on my bed, screaming as loudly as i can getting out all of my emotions. well as many that'll come out i guess. i lay there for a minute, thinking.

i tried to remember the last time we all got along. i tried to remember the last time they told me they loved me. i tried to remember the last thing anyone, including myself, has done to make me happy.

and now i still lay here thinking. 

but my mind is just blank space.

and my room is just dim darkness.

and that's when i started thinking again.

i have no idea if it's rational or even logical but i'm at a dead end here. before my mind could go blank again, i got up. i ran to my closet and threw on the most decent looking outfit i could possibly have on. which for me was just some black skinny jeans, a white t-shirt, and a light blue jean jacket, then some black beat-up converse. i went to the bathroom, still thinking so the thought wouldn't disappear, and looked in the mirror. i took a good long look, because i have no idea when the next time i look into one will be. i splashed some water on my face and dried it. i grabbed a backpack and threw in the essentials, excluding clothes. i grabbed my tooth brush and tooth paste, after brushing them, as well as my phone charger, and a couple hundred dollars. last thing, i grabbed my headphones and put them in my pocket along with my phone. i opened my room door and carefully crept to the top of the stairs. i listened closely for my parents, but all i got was a nonexistent dad who had gone to the bar, and a tired and bothered looking mother watching the midnight news. i walked silently back to my room and opened my window. i gulped before throwing my bag down to the ground, and took a deep steady breath before jumping down as well. i landed almost on my feet, getting up and grabbing my bag. i started walking away from my house, and once i got onto the street i turned around. i took in this very last image of my home for eighteen years.

i whispered "Fuck you guys." before turning and walking down my street, soon towards the main road. 

once i was on the main road's sidewalk, i plugged in my ear plugs and turned on the Boulevard Of Broken Dreams. that's what i was walking on anyways.

after looking down for a while, i looked at the sign ahead of me. "To Chicago". it said. and i followed that sign and others until i was far out of my old life.

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Hey guys so i know that i always write books and never  finish them but i'm actually gonna try this time lmao. 

lemme know what you think <3

~maui 

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