Fast Boy

Chapter One ➰ The Rest of my life

/listen with The rest of my Life - Hans Zimmer (media)/

Suffocating, I tried to regulate my breathe. I closed my eyes, I cleard my head and imagined a huge starly sky. I began to count stars in a low voice. I stopped only at the eighty-third, when all the anger I felt disappeared. Mais, unfortunately, not the pain. She was persisting, biting me, devouring all my being and my mind. Just allowed an empty and broken shell. A lonely wreck that sailed into darkness, without knowing what would happened. 

It was the true. I was alone, alone in this nightmare. I could have some friends during the day, that was not changing. When I was here, after the class, in the evening, there were noone. 

The monster continued to burn my depth. Because, yes, all my pain, it was my monster, my demon. And about, despite all my efforts, I didn't arrive to get rid of. I wanted desperatly be free. Not having to worry about my moves or words. I wanted can go out, have fun and friends. I wanted people remark me, in stead of I stayed quiet. I wanted... I wanted live, quite simply. 

I felt the anger flow again in my veins. I crawled et helped myself with a wall to stand up. Once on my feet, everything turned around me. The floor lurched dangerously, and I threatened to turn blue. I had to go out before all my fury explose. ignoring the pain who was torturing me with each movement, I staggered until the entrance, openned the door and rushed outside. The fresh air penetrated in my lungs but my vision stayed blurry. I had the unpleasant impression that I was drunk. Even thought I had never been. I stumbled and tungled my feet and collapsed on the wet grass of the garden. The fall increased the pain, and I had to bite my lips to not shout. I drigged myself almost in the street. It was the night, and in the wet atmosphery, I was suddenly very cold. It was freezing, in fact. My members started to shiver, but I succeded to take my phone an compose Lyle's numero, my best friend. He answered until the fifth alarm. 

- Addi ? What's going on ? He sayed immediatly.

I felt the tears roll on my cheeks hearing his voice.

- Come... come get me, I beg you, I sobbed. 

- shit. I'm arriving. Where are you ? 

- in front of my home.

I heard moves on the other side, sign that he was surely standing. 

- don't move, okay ? I will be here in two minuts. 

And he hung up. My sobs redoubled intensity, and I was forced to plate a hand on my mouth and to bite my palm to not people hear me, ask me why I was doing here at this hour, why I was crying. I didn't need that, I didn't need them, no. All I need, it was Lyle. 

A few minutes later, a car appeared in the street and parked in front of me. I was Lyle go out it and staggered into me. He put an arm behing my back and another under my legs and lifted me. I cried more when he put me on the passenger's seat. He got around the car and settled behind the wheel. He thrusted the foot on the accelerator and started, remove away from this place.  He parked the car a few streets away, then he removed the ingnition key. the characteristic roar of the car gradually died, immersing us in the silence. 

Then, without a word, Lyle pulled me on his knees and pressed me against him. His arms around me and his perfume brought me a sense of security. yes, with him, I was safe. It was the rare and only moments where I felt really safe. 

I loved this moments.

I burried my face on his tee-shirt and breathed slowly. I had to control me. I had to not crack. I had too bad to stop, et that was killing me. That was killing me that I was so weak. 

Like he red in my thoughts, Lyle whispered : 

- let you, okay ? If you keep all for you, you'll end up explosing. 

I nodded slowly , but not answered. I calmed down, but my body hurted me again.

- What's happened ? Lyle asked me next.

I looked up to him. 

- I... He... I began, but my voice broke and died in my throat. 

The look of my best friend hardened, and his jaw clenched.

- turn you, he intimated to me.

I obeyed and I felt his fingers catch the hem of my tee-shirt and raised it slowly. My skin covered with goosebumps. I had no ideas if it was because of the cold or the touch of his skin of mine. Then, when he pressed on my back, the pain was back. 

- Does it hurt ? He questionned me. 

I mumbled a little "yes". He let finally fall back my tee-shirt. I turned into him, not too quickly to not wake the pain again. even with the obscurity, I saw how much Lyla was white.

- Addi... you must go to the hospital. You have big bruisings... He sayed.

My heart beat a hundred miles an hour. 

- No, no, I don't want. Not the hospital. Please, not there, I begged him with a hoarse voice

Lyle sighed. 

- Addison...

- please, I insisted.

He hesitated a few seconds, staring for a long time. 

- Okay, he yielded finally, we go at my home. 

He relighted the contact et started again.

once arrived at his home, Lyle settled me on his bed before be absent a few minutes and back with ice pack that he put on my pack, on the bruisings. 

- tomorrow, I'm going to talk to him, Lyle sayed.

- What ? no, you...

- I'm going to say him that you'll sleep here. and it's not negotiable. Now, relax you. 

I heaved a sigh and closed my eyes.

Welcome in my nightmare.

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