Chapter 1- Hit

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Chapter 1 (Unedited)

My day couldn't get better. I was royally pissed at my adoptive mother. She hated me, I knew that for a fact. Once I turn eighteen she'll kick me out I know it. She saw a little doll with blonde hair and blue eyes. Except I turned into to much of a burden to her.

She's sending me to school for the first time. Only so I'd be out of the house. She claims its for my education. I call bullshit on that. If she ever cared about my education she would of sent me to school before.

Its her way of saying graduate and get the hell out of my apartment. The only bond of a mother I have with is her is the law. She signed papers claiming she'd keep me until I became legally a adult, something to do with keeping me in the same environment.

Which is true. If I moved everywhere getting used to my surrounding was useless. Id be walking on egg shells hoping I didn't run into everything or hurt myself. I sighed.

With my miniature rant going on in my head I heard the familiar switch and swish of air as everyone else crossed the street. Cane out and extended I felt my way across confidently. I've been doing this for six years now. I'm a pro. 

What I didn't except was to have a dumbass driver bump into me with their car. It was a little hard tap but it was enough to send me sprawling on the harsh pavement. Cane skidding to who knows where.

My heart sped up in fear. I was disoriented, I couldn't tell which way was which. I didn't know how to get off the street or which direction was home. I lost track of the thing that was my safety. My cane.

My breathing hitched and panic settled in. Each breath became labored. I was having a panic attack. Flashes encompassed my thoughts.

My dads eyes widened in horror. The look he gave me right before the drunk driver hit his side of the car.

It was chaos, I felt hands touching me. Soft voices and faces speaking to me, but I paid no attention. My gaze was stuck on my mother and father. Glass littered the ground at my feet. Deeply cutting into my exposed skin.

I didn't care. I relished the pain. Blood seeped from my wounds. People were getting more frantic calling the paramedics to hurry. I hated that they took me away from my family. I wanted to die.

When I came back to my senses it was like a repeat from the past. My tears soaked my forlorn face. I felt someone soothing me. A soft women's voice cooed. "It's okay honey, your alright." My panic attack was slowly disappearing to exhaustion.

It was until I heard voices speak up did my heart accelerate again.

"What the hell was she thinking walking in front of me parading around like some idiot." A harsh voiced yelled.

"You hit her not the other way around! At least someone check her eyes to see if the poor girl got a concussion or not." I freaked out. I held onto my shades given to me to cover my eyes. Unwilling to take them off.

"It's okay dear, I wont hurt you. Can you please take them off so I cant check your eyes?" It was the women's voice again. I hesitantly took them off. I heard gasps.

I looked at the direction to where I heard the women's voice and quietly asked, "Can someone please find my cane and hand it to me?" I heard a shuffling of footsteps, so I could only guess that some people were looking.

I felt a hand on my shoulder. "I can drive you home if you want honey." This women was so nice. I nodded my head.

"Thank you."

"Anytime sweetie." I then felt a familiar thing being put in my hand. Ah thank god my cane. I let out a sigh of relief. 

She ushered me into the safety of her car. I clutched my cane to my chest like it was my lifeline. I heard a pop as someone opened the door next to me. 

"Melissa what the hell is she doing in the car?" It was that voice of the man that hit me. My breathing accelerated once again.

"Jake! Stop it! Your going to cause another panic attack from the poor thing." A hand touched my arm. "It's okay. My ass of a brother doesn't have any manners."

I heard a start of a protest and then quickly cut off by an wack and a intake of breath. "Ow."

"Better learn brother, I always get my way." I had a small smile at the small exchange between the two siblings. It instantly dropped at the thought of not having a family. I turned my head away.

"Sorry rude of us not to introduce who we are. Im Melissa Holland and that idiotic bonehead in the backseat is my twin brother Jake Holland, and you are?"

I hated when people asked my name. "Violet," I gulped,"Oliver." I barely choked out my last name. My eyes watered a little bit. Rapidly blinking my tears away I looked over towards Melissa's direction and put on a fake smile. "Can you drop me off at the library?"

"Umm yeah sure." The car slowed and came to a stop. "Were here." I reached towards the door. I  hit bare door. I have to remember this isnt the same car I'm used too. I felt a huge hand encompass mine and guide it to the door handle.

A soft breath of air kissed my ear, "There you go." I shivered. "You cold?" I shook my head no."Here take my jacket." I shook my head again. "I insist  its going to rain later anyway, you might need it." I felt it put on my shoulders in my frozen state.

I opened the car door and pulled out my cane in front of me. Guiding myself up the stairs of the library.

~Jake~

I watched as she walked up the steps. Barely a hitch in her pace as if she wasnt actually blind. I glanced at my sister who was giving my a knowing look. "Really, you insist?" She mocked laughing at me.

I glared at her. "It was me helping her out after I hit her with the car."

"You helping someone?" She treated it as if it was so ludicrous thing. Ignoring her, I looked back up at the library doors. The blind eyed beauty was out of sight and gone. I sighed.

"Just start the car and go."

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:D i updated lel. Theres chapter 1 for u, i might update again today :o kinda feel like it. Anyway vote.comment. maybeh fan? 

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