Tidal Waves | Jalex

Chapter 4

Alex sighed as he walked home, school had ended about 20 minutes ago and Alex had spent all that time wandering around the streets he knew so well.  He had music blasting in his ears and he didn't notice that tears were falling down his face. He begun to shake from the cold, even though he was wearing a hoodie with the sleeves down.

He eventually reached his house and immediately headed upstairs to his room. Nobody was home, his parents were working and his brother was...
Alex shook his head at the thought, he needed to stop thinking these things, its the reason he can't sleep at night. He heads into his room and throws his backpack across the room, his anger became apparent yet he didn't know why, he wasn't angry 10 minutes ago but he was now. He cursed under his breath and grabbed his acoustic, quickly tuning it before opening his window and stepping onto the roof, quickly making his way up onto the ledge above his window. He sat down and begun playing a song by Marianas Trench called 'Alabis'. He quietly sung along and by the end he was crying.
There were days where he could relate so much to this song, and as much as he wouldn't admit it, he needed to sing the song or else he didn't feel like he was normal.
After the song his guitar was abandoned beside him and his arms were on his lap, holding up his head as he sobbed. Eventually he calmed down enough to pick up his guitar and head inside, where he left the window, closed the blinds, got changed into pyjama pants and a grey t-shirt before turning off the light and just laying in the dark, allowing all the thoughts to just run through his mind and all the while, he just cried. He was letting his emotions come out, something that he doesn't do much of these days. Being a kid was so much easier, you didn't have to worry about getting a job, or exams, or relationships. Nowadays Alex just feels like he wants to cry and go back in time, maybe to stop his brother from doing what would later ruin Alex, or maybe to just have no worries for at least a day.
He was sobbing by this point, but he didn't care. The darkness was filling him and he wanted it to leave but it was as if the only way he knew how was to cry and think.
He needed to find his place in the world somehow. He wanted - no; needed - to.
Alex felt his eyelids grow heavy and he yawned - slowly grabbing a blanket and pulling it over himself before allowing the darkness that is known as sleep consume him.