Sometimes life hits you like a wave... Do you drown? Or do you swim?
Daniel Alonzo Estéves-Daviau is your typical high-school junior, with typical life problems.
"Typical" is, however, so general. Dan wouldn't call himself typical, or his problems...
My hand lingers on the gear after I shift into park in front of the diner. My eyes quickly flit down to my hand on the shift, deciding whether to stay or go before removing my foot from the brake.
I leave my hand on the shift, but take my foot off the break. I stare down at the floor of my jeep and sigh deeply before looking up out the windshield. I watch as customers filter in and out the diner. I watch for hours, resting on my steering wheel, a frown set on my face. Eventually the manager comes out to tap on my window, and tells me to come in or leave. I sigh compliantly and follow him inside. I order a milkshake, to make him happy and to wake me up. Robotically I take my order and go sit at an empty booth and proceed to stare mindlessly again as I sip on my beverage.
I find myself outside again, in the drivers seat. I move my car around to the other side of the diner, a pathetic attempt to conceal the fact that I have not left. The manager better leave me alone.
Why am I sitting here?
Around 11, the last two customers leave the diner. I do my best to hold the tears in, drawing in a ragged breath and running a hand through my hair. I can't help it when a tear slips through. Angrily, I slam my hand down on the horn, making the brother and sister jump in fright. I quickly shift into reverse and get out the parking lot. I've had enough. I can't do this anymore.
When I finally make it home it must be past midnight, and no one is up and around. Not that there is anyone to be up and around. I stumble dazedly to my room and don't even bother to turn on the lights. Instead I flop onto my bed, not bothering to change, brush my teeth, or shower. Who the fuck cares?
I desperately close my eyes, willing myself to sleep. But sleep doesn't come, instead every few minutes I open my eyes to the pitch black, staring emotionless into the endless dark void. It must be 2 in the morning when I can't take it anymore. I push myself up and blindly stumble to the bathroom door connecting my room to my sisters'.
Opening it, I receive the gigantic wave of familiar emptiness, and with that a surge of sadness. This time I let the tears come as I fall onto my sister's empty bed.
The sobs the rack my body are ugly, and the tears accumulate into the pillow, adding to the dampness from the night before. I scream a couple of times, smashing the pillow into the sides of my face to muffle the sound. The cries of agony, of anger.
Eventually it all becomes unreal, my brain tired and confused. A painful fuzz settles at the core of my forehead. I stare silently into the dark, wet tear lines running down my cheeks. Those lines soon begin to dry, and I feel the air on my face. The discomfort of dried tears irks me, but I have no will left to be angry.
I don't know how long I stare, but unknowingly my eyes flutter shut, and my mind shuts off, sealing my dam of emotions for the night. My tired mind, body and soul at last gets to rest.
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A/N
This is short! I know! I'm sorry, but hope you liked it anyway!
Third chapter is coming soon!
Song of the chapter: "Nothing Left To Say"
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