Sinister Love

"Every End has a New Beginning"

Sometimes I think...

If things turned out different would I be the person I am today? Everyone thinks about that once a day. Me, I think about it at least a hundred times a day. What could have gone right where it was wrong? Would this many people be dead? This many hurt? So many questions unknown, but it's for the best. I mean if I really knew the answers, would I be satisfied? Or would there still be all these annoying god damn useless questions?

"Um, Hunter honey did you hear what I said?" My mother asked nervously.

No mother, why the hell would I be listening to you?

"No what did you say?" I smiled politely, making sure non of my actual feelings towards her were shown on my face.

"Well I said, your dad had your room moved downstairs in the basement, is that okay?" But it didn't sound like a question.

No it sounded more like 'deal with with it, or be miserable, I don't care,' kind of question. But of course I nodded. I don't have a say in anything really. Didn't have a say in going way to boarding school, didn't have a say in joining Hailey and her pathetic posse in Chad's 'oh so epic party' or I definitely didn't have a say in wether or not all those people died...

"So am I going to go back to school then? Or can I just say I already graduated, because that's what I almost did," I snapped.

Opps oh well...

"Hunter watch your tone, or-"

"Or you'll what? Tell the police what actually happened? Or send me away to some insane asylum?" Well might as well get all my two cents in.

I looked at my mother and her jaw was clenched and her blue eyes narrow.

"Hunter don't you ever talk about what happened. You can get us all in trouble. It was an accident, and thankfully they let you go. So no I won't be telling the police, but you will never threaten me again with that, because this time we will not protect you," with every word she said it sent a chill down my spine.

So maybe you kinda gathered what happened was big. Big enough for your own family to almost disown you. But don't worry. In time you will learn what my bitch of a mother is talking about. But you'll learn with me. Because I'm only getting bits and parts of it slowly coming  back. My family put me on meds so I would forget but they declined me my last dosage due to the police getting suspicious on why I wanted to forget. As always my mother cleared my name, and decided it was time for me to come home. Away from there, so the police could not question me or keep tabs on what I do. So right now we're driving in very uncomfortable silence as my mother just threaten me not to threaten her...

My phone chimed, breaking the awkward silence.

Jennessa: Hey I heard you're coming back to town is that true?

I looked over at my mom to see if she was read my text but it looked like she was lost in her thoughts.

Me: Yes it's true. Be prepared to raise hell

I smiled as I sent the text. Jennessa Paige is my best friend. Distance never really bothered us and we always kept in touch. But after what happened I stopped calling her and everything. It was like I just pretended she never existed. But not now. I need her more then ever. To help me figure out all of what happened that night and maybe do something about it. I took my headphones out of my bag and put them in my ears and blasted 'Me, Myself, and I' by G-easy. And closed my eyes as the comforting darkness took over...