If I die

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Picture of Trevor Montgomery

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I sat up straighter and blinked a few times to make sure I wasn't dreaming this. Trevor made his way over to my side and opened the door, I unbuckled and stepped out of my car.

"Come on." He said waving me to the house. I followed in pursuit and forced myself to keep my eyes at his back rather than trailing them down to his, fine, very fine, ass.

He opened the door to the large house, kicking his shoes off as he stepped in. I kicked off mine as well, and watched about six kids/teenagers come running down.

"Hey guys, this is Janie Greene." Trevor said introducing me to what I'm assuming is his family. I waved slightly and stared down at my feet.

"This is Jack." He said pointing to the five year old.

"This is Carmella." He said pointing to the little girl that looked to be around nine. He went around introducing the others which were, Samuel-12, Allyson-14, Calum-14(they are twins), and Michael-16.

They all seemed fairly nice, the only one that gave me attitude was jack, because I called him cute and Ruffled his hair. Trevor lead me up two flights of stairs and threw a large corridor. He opened up a door that had steps going up into what I'm guessing is an attic.

"This is my room up here, I live in the attic. It the biggest room in the house, cause it's the actual size of the house." He said while stepping onto the final step that revealed the ultimate man cave.

"Wow, this is impressive. My dad use to have one, but it was the whole basement instead." I said sitting down on the king size water bed. He grabbed a bag and started to shove clothes and other necessities into it.

"I have the basement, too, I sleep their whenever it storms." He said shrugging it off as if it were nothing.

"Well, I live in a small apartment now. I mean it's big enough for me, but it's still small." I say while playing with my fingers. I looked up to see if he was ready yet, and he was looking down at me.

"Why don't you live with your parents?" He said while throwing a duffle bag and his school bag over his shoulder.

"Well, umm, I...my parents passed on, a bit ago." I stuttered. I stood up from his bed and walked down the steep stairs into the corridor.

"Oh, well my parents hunt a lot." He said shrugging it off.

"Do they hunt deer? My dad and mom use to hunt, but he would never take me with them, I think it was cause they didn't like me being around guns." He didn't say anything and just continued down the stairs and into the large entry way. We both slid on our shoes on and stepped out into the dark of the night.

"You live in the apartments by james st., right?" I only gave him a nod and walked to the passenger door, stumbling on the gravel. Once I'm in I buckle up and put my feet on the dash board, ready for bed.

He turned on the car and revved the engine before turning around in the open space of land by the house. We sat in silence for about ten minutes before he decided to speak.

"Why were you going to do it?" He asked quietly.

"Long story, and I doubt you care anyway." I say letting my head fall on the window. He looked over at me and gripped the steering wheel tighter, turning his knuckles white.

"We've got time, and I want to know." He said moving one hand down to the shift. He shifted and I automatically heard the engine grow again.

I swallowed deeply and debated on telling him or not. I dont even know him, what if he is just using you to get info out of you than use it against you. But then again he did invite you to his home. Not only that but you met his siblings, and for me thats a pretty big deal. He also save your life, if not for him you would be dead.

"Umm...well...my parents passed a year ago in a accident on vacation. It was my fault they died, I told them to go so I could have my, now, ex-boyfriend over. They went and long story short me and my boyfriend did bad things, but later that night the cops called my phone and started to explain how they found two bodies who were destroyed and unidentifiable. At first they thought it was other campers but then they found out that my parents went missing and wandered from the group they were with." I choked back a sob, "I started panicking and I told my boyfriend about it and he said 'I don't give a fuck, maybe you shouldn't have been so selfish.' He walked out after and told a lot of the school about how I slept with him, which I didn't, and how I practically killed them." By now tears were fully running down my face.

"Whenever Leah found out, she had her little minions come after me. They tortured me day after day, with how I killed my parents. Whenever court came along they asked if I killed them and I told them the truth. They allowed me my own apartment only recently, before I was living with aunt. They told me if I was ever caught with anything illegal I would get put into foster care even if I had only a day until I turned 18. But anyways, today, Leah's minions came after me saying the usual, but today they added 'they committed suicide, cause they had such a screw up for a child' and I snapped. Today was their one year anniversary of being dead but I couldn't skip and whenever she said that, I didn't care if I couldn't skip I just left." I bit my lip to keep my sobs from shaking my body.

"I went to their graves and sat their, crying, talking, and more crying. Once I left their I went and grabbed a bottle of whiskey and went to the pier, once I got their I stumbled across my ex-boyfriend and some sleezy slut their about to hook up. You know, the pier was were we use to go, but then when we broke up only went their. Alone." My voice was starting to even out, but I knew it wouldn't remain for long. "I then went to the tracks, me and my old best friend Sam use to go there everyday, until high school came and separated us. Anyways I started to drink the whiskey and realized how much of a screw up I actually am. That's when I decided to do it, but then you stepped in." I finish only letting tears slide down my cheeks.

I looked over at him and he looked pissed, he shifted and looked over at me, then looked back. We were almost to my apartment and I was sorta relived, I didn't want to sit in awkward silence.

"What happened to your hand?" He asked grabbing my bruised fingers in his. I winced at the touch but let it be.

"Leah's barbies, they smashed my locker on my fingers." I said while pulling them back.

He parked the car in the spot closest to the entrance, and turned off the car. I got out of the car and slumped toward the large doors with Trevor in pursuit, I almost fell but I felt a large arm wrap around me and hold me tight. We headed for the elevators, scanning my card for them to open, when they did he lead me into the small lift. Whenever the door closed I developed him into a hug, he delayed in huddling me back but when he did I felt his arms tightly make their way around me.

I muffled a thank you into his shirt, and let go. Whenever I heard the ding to my apartment I went in and threw my self onto the couch. My head already pounding, whenever I got hangovers they only lasted around thirty minutes then I was good. I always thought it was weird, whenever I had friends we went to partys and the next morning they would feel awful and I'd feel perfectly fine.

"Come on you need to go to bed, we have school tomorrow." Trevor said sitting his things down and waiting for me at the hallway. I lifted myself from the coush and walked to my room slowley, looking at the photographs on the wall. When I tripped myself into my room, I pulled off my hoodie standing in only my sports bra and sweat pants, I kicked off my shoes and fell onto my bed. I heard a chuckle, and that reminded me. Trevor.

"I guess I better show you the guest bed room." I say while sighing and standing up from the bed. We walked across the hall and I opened the door to the quiet room. He grabbed his thing and set them at the foot of the bed, I mumbled 'you can clean up or whatever' and then I was out of the room going to mine.

Before I plopped down on the bed, I headed to my bathroom connected to my room. I grabbed my tooth brush and sqirted the small amount of toothpaste onto it. I ran it across my teeth until I felt they were clean enough, I wiped my mouth and moved back to my room. The lights flickered off with the switch and I jumped onto my bed already snuggled into my blankets, my thoughts kept traveling to what've happened if I had actally jumped. If Trevor hadn't of saved my ass.

I left it at their when my eyes drifted shut.