My Life The Way You Know It

The Lies Have Been Revieled

"What do you mean it wasnt really an accident?" Dylan asks with confusion.

"Dylan its nothing. The cops just thought that someone was trying to hurt my family for some reason. I guess because the fact the collision was head on instead of side to front. I dont know. They think my father did it because he is a lunitic." I shrug my shoulders. Im talking about it very easily some how. Strang.

"Did they interigate your father?" He asks.

I respond "Yeah but he didnt talk. I was watching he just smiled when they told them that we were dead. They said that they wanted to tell them that I was dead then walk in there and see what his reaction would be."

"And?" He asks ergent for me to continue.

"I did what they wanted me to. When i walked in there he looked mad. He saw the tears streaming down my face, a blanket wrapped over me, he had no emotion in his eyes except the fact that you could tell he wanted me dead. You could see that he didn't want me alive. They new enough to put him in prison for life. It didn't help him since he was intoxicated and had drugs in his system. They also searched his apartment. He had guns without permitts to have them, photographs of me, my mom, and Adam. He also had a gun in his car along with drugs. I always thought someone was watching us. No one believed me. Thats why i always made sure I was around people. So the person who was watching couldnt kidnap me. He freaks me out." I see Dylans face soften and he walks up to me puts his hand on my cheek and I didn't even realize I was crying until he whipped the tears off my face.

"You know I hate pitty. Please don't pitty me." I ask.

"I will try not to. Im sorry for what happened though. I didnt know."

"Noone knows and noone will right? Unless I tell them myself."

"Right." He kisses my forehead.

"I told you im a mess. You dont have to stay. You can leave. I understand if you dont want to ever talk, look, or be with me. Its not the first time someone didn't want to be around me because of this."

"Hey if I didn't want to be here I wouldn't. Do you think im that big of an asshole?" I hesitate before nodding my head.

"Fine if you think im not nice enough to actually be care about you and your feelings im leaving! Oh and by the way I never cared. Its hilarious that you actually thought that i cared about you! You're so gullable!" He was laughing. He was actually laughing. I told him my deepest secret and now he can use it against me. I actually thought he cared. My vision starts to become blury. I walk over to him, swing the door open, punch him in the balls, then upper cut. He's groaning and holding his jaw while laying on my front porch. I kick him in the side not once but twice. He roles off the porch and hits the concrete face first. I start to scream at him.

"I dont want to see your face ever agian! I dont want to hear your voice! See a glimps of your body! Anything! I don't want anything to do with you ever again!" I was thinking about getting my baseball bat and smashing his car into pieces. I start yelling again.

"If you ever come near me again or try to talk to me I will make sure you cant play any sport or be able to walk ever agian!" I scream at him. I run back inside, slam the door, run to my room, and grab my knife. Thinking if I should do it or not. Everyone will be pissed if I do it again. Expecially Sam. She would deffinetly kill me if I do it again. I almost do it again but I put it away and hope that I dont dream of this later tonight. I hope I don't.