I was falling, twisting into the darkness without being given the chance to save myself. The ground seemed distant, but I could already feel the crush of the earth against my back as I realized where my life had ended.
I yelled out to my mother, giving her one last time to save me before I'd land in the hands of my fathers' doom. She reached out, but it was far too late. I had crumbled and she was nowhere to be seen, allowing the bane of her existence to perish before her.
"Don't," I yelled, keeping her from the regret. She'd left me - left me with an abuser, a killer, a monster. She'd never understand the light that I'd been forced to give up once she'd abandoned me...did she even care?
I felt the branches of the hills knock the wind out of me on the way down, I was dying and no one was there to save me. This was all her fault, how could she leave her son to die when all I wanted was her?
I closed my eyes, giving myself one last time to imagine my mother without the fuel of hate for my father inside of them. There she was, stunningly beautiful as I awaited her. Dark brown locks cascaded down the shoulders of what should have been my parent and instead I was met with the face of someone else. Her eyes opened and the palest blue I'd ever seen took over while she stood there just watching.
Watching me. Watching me like she'd been doing the night before.
"Tyler?" She spoke, shaking me from almost a mile away. When I didn't answer, she proceeded.
"Tyler, wake up!"
I felt a slap to my face as my eyes ripped open, "Are you serious?"
My voice boomed through the walls of my room as Adrienne came into view by my bed.
"You were yelling, I'm sorry! I didn't know what to do!"
I sat up, yanking the covers over me as I rolled out in nothing but my briefs. Adrienne looked down as we both thought of the same thing. When the fuck was the last time she'd seen me this naked?
She covered her eyes, turning around as I watched a flood of red hair cover her view.
"Sorry," She spoke under her breath, "I just wanted to see you."
Fuck.
"What Adrienne?" I demanded, running a hand along my neck to wake me the hell up from my nightmare.
"Do you even remember what happened last night?" She questioned me from behind.
"Please don't," I groaned, punching the wall with my fist as I began walking for my dresser.
"No...," She stopped, "Nothing happened with us."
"Good," I felt the sting as it left my lips.
"You know, Tyler, you can be a real asshole when you want to be," She scolded, turning around. I grinned, dropping my briefs as I took a piss in the toilet behind her.
I was angry with her and my only outlet was to have her feel the same. Even though Adrienne was like a sister to me, I still couldn't stand her farther then I could throw her sometimes.
"You know Adrienne, I could have had you arrested that night," I cleared my throat, shaking my briefs back up, "but I didn't."
She folded her arms across her chest as I turned around, "I'm sorry ok?"
I watched her glare soften as she began her usual tactic to get back into my house.
"I came over because you freaked out on me last night when I asked Alan for you to come
and talk to me," She explained, "I can't take the cold shoulder from you anymore and I just want to apologize so I can have you back in my life."
