Wreckless

Chapter 2

Looking at my house for the last time. I shut the door locking it securely behind me. Heading towards the car where Mum is waiting patiently for me with bud. I've lived in New Zealand for 18 years and I don't want to leave my friends, especially my Dad but it's for the best. Mum wanted me to have a fresh start and I reckon it's good for both of us.

I still can't get the images out of my head. She was so heartbroken and grieved for so many years. My mum once was the brightest person anyone could know. Her eyes glistening, her smile shining and her signature perfume lingering in the air. The great memory disappearing at my father's death a few years ago when I was 12. 

She pushed me away, she never had time for me anymore, she would always use up all her time at work and then come home and go straight to sleep not even noticing me once. The light in her eyes disappeared leaving a dark cloud. Her once shiny sparkling blue eyes are replaced with darkness. Everything is not the same anymore and I can't change it. She became more depressed while I became more heartless.

Shaking my head I push my thought's to the back of my head. I open the car door and my mother tugs my hair into the car forcefully. The burning pain on my scalp, my hair feels like it is going to rip out.  When I'm fully in the car she slams the door shut. My expression blank and annoyed.

"What was that for? Why the fuck did you do that for?"

She looks at me innocently smirking, amusement evident on her face. She shrugged her shoulders avoiding my burning glare, pulling out of the driveway looking into the side mirrors. "You took for ages". 

That fucken prick. Is this some sick joke? You're lucky you're my 'mum' 

I look towards her my voice blunt and serious.

"Tsk, tsk woman. Gain some fucken patients".

She turned her head to face the road flipping me off. I ignored her looking outside where the raindrops fell onto my window drop by drop. I feel something shuffling on my lap and realize buds trying to get comfy on my lap. I pat his head while he slowly shuts his eyes dozing off to sleep. I smile at how peaceful he looks. 

Grabbing my headphones from my duffle bag, I plug it in my phone putting it on shuffle. Stone Cold by Demi Lovato plays and I chuckle at the title of the song which is such a coincidence. I close my eyes giving into sleep. The last words of the song repeating in my head.

Me and my heart will make it through.....