LOVE ME BLIND

Carter Jones

"Max, Elliot, Jake what a pleasure to have you all back, the class along with myself missed you all dearly.
It was dead silence and there was no one to contribute to any of my questions, we really did miss you".

If you were new in the school you'd think that our English teacher Mr. Reilly was a very nice caring man.
It was all just pure sarcasm.

Not a word that came out of his mouth right now was true.

"Carter", Max sat beside me as he shook his head at me.

Elliot and Jake sat beside each other in front of us, two seats away from the front in the middle row.

I was  surprised that he was acknowledging my presence.
Since the incident we had on the night of the hit and run we haven't been in touch.
He hasn't been in school either until now, so it was kind of weird.

I cleared my throat "what's up", I nodded my head in his direction.

" Ah nothing much, just tryna stay outta trouble you know ", he replied with a proud smirk

"Cool", I replied as I felt a shiver down my spine , the image of the car came into my mind and I mirrored the noise in my mind.

We didn't talk for the rest of the class but I could sense the awkward tension between us.
I just wanted to get out of the classroom already.

When the bell rang I packed my stuff as quickly as I could and left without saying a word to any of the boys.

I heard Max calling my name but I didn't turn around.

I rushed to the toilets, I felt sick to my stomach. Just seeing them back in school viewed a vivid memory in my mind and I didn't like it.

It was all my fault , if I had just not turned on any radio no one would have been hyper , we would have been focused.

We could have seen the victim on time.

"arrrghhh", before I knew it I had ejected a punch into the toilet mirror.

There was a crack emerging from the middle and staring at my knuckles there were pieces of the glass stuck in it.
I was in pain and I didn't care , I'm sure I didn't feel as bad as the person we hit two months ago if even still alive.

I looked down at my fist , I punched and punched the mirror.

I wanted my pain to be close to the victims, the bang , how the victim must have been thrown to the ground.

I kept punching the mirror I couldn't stop as long as I mirrored the bang in my mind.

Why was I thinking about it all of a sudden, I did think about it from time to time but it never got to the point where I hurt myself, maybe it's the fact that I saw Max and the boys.

"Hey what are you doing!", my thoughts were distracted from a shocked voice

I turn around and it's Elliot and Jake , Elliot was the one that spoke I recognised his voice .

" What does it look like", I turn back around to the mirror planning to aim at it again, what's the point stopping now the mirror is already broken.