Best Worst Years of Their Lives

NAVE

The sun burned down the back of my neck as I walked towards hell... I mean school.

"Ugh..Why does the sun get to be happy and not me?" I mumbled to myself.

"Maybe the sun isn't happy. Maybe it just forces a happy exterior so everybody assumes it's happy, so no one questions...I used to do that.." I thought to myself. I sighed and walked up the steps of my school. When I reached my dull red locker, I found two happy boys boys laughing loudly. They both looked up at me and frowned when they saw my grim expression.

"April..What's wrong?" Dallon asked concern written all over his face.

"Dallon don't...This is a normal thing for her." Brendon said quietly, as he pulled me into a hug.

Usually when I was stuck in my head I would have wanted Brendon's hugs and kindness, but that day I didn't. So I pushed him off of me, and quickly walked to my first class. I didn't even get my books, but I wasn't planning on paying attention anyway. I would be off in neverland.

As I entered the room I was met with the smirk of my teacher, Mrs. Doris. "Ah..Ms. Hallow you have graced us with your presence. What's your excuse this time? Hm?" She asked in a sickeningly sweet voice. I simply rolled my eyes and sat down at my desk. She made a evil demon noise then towards towards the board.

I pulled a notebok out of my backpack and a pencil from my bun that sat upon my head. Then I began to draw. I didn't what I was drawing, my vision was blurred. I wasn't the one drawing, Evan was willing my hand to move.

Evan lives with me. In my mind to be specific. He follows me around everywhere. He's my second shadow, especially because he's fully black. Not being rasict but he's fully pitch black. The only only color on him is his ruby red eyes. He's been with me since I was a young child, through my teenage years, and even now as I tell you this. He is all my insecurities, doubts, and phobias. He's my air catcher. He's my comfort zone and my safety net. He's here for me to fall back onto if I ever let it slip.."It" being my sanity.

My vision cleared when Mrs. Doris tapped my arm, "Ms. Hallow are you drawing during my lesson?" She cried out. 'Don't answer her,' Evan whispered to me.

The words that tumbled out of Mrs. Queen of Demons spoke made me grab my notebook and backpack and run out of that room. " You really are useless. No wonder your parents are never around."

I ran and ran ignoring the shouting of my teacher. My vision blurred and I almost stopped running until Evan whispered, 'I'll carry you. I got you. I always got you.' So I let my eyes shut and Evan move my legs for me.

I only opened my eyes when my body had stopped moving and I was slumped against a tree. Then I finally let the tears fall from my eyes and went slack against the tree. I cried and cried until I had no tears left.

I pulled my phone out of my backpack when the ring sounded out. Brendon. ' Ignore it April.' Evan whispered as he sat down beside me. ' Look at what I drew you. I hope you like it.' He spoke into my ear.

I opened the notebook and found a complex drawing of a lifehouse. Not just any lifehouse. THE lifehouse. The lifehouse where I jumped towards the ocean in the middle of the night.

"Oh.." I said quietly, looking up at Evan. Then I closed my eyes and let out a loud sigh.

'Do you not like it?' Evan boomed, his eyes glowing bright red.

"No I like it...It just reminds me of the bad times.." I said looking Evan in his glowing eyes.

He nodded, stood up, and began walking swiftly back and forth. "What's wrong?" I questioned quietly, pulling at my sleeve anxiously.

'People are looking for you. Your phone is ringing non-stop.' He cried out, pointing at my buzzing phone. I looked down at it too, seeing an incoming call from my brother.

''Shit...I need to go home.." I said while throwing my notebook in my backpack and slinging it over my shoulder. I swiftly walked towards the direction of my house.

After a bit of walking, I saw my house on the oh so familiar hill. Through the windows I could see my brother on the phone, pacing about. I approached the door and opened it slowly. I was hoping it wouldn't creak, but nooo it made the loudest creaking noise I've ever heard. "Shit." I mumbled when my brother looked up at me with tears in his eyes. He ran to me and pulled me into a tight hug.

"What the fuck April?! I was worried sick! Are you okay?" My brother, Rick, quickly asked.

"I'm sorry." Was all I could say. He sighed and kissed the top of my head before picking me up and bringing me over to our sofa. He sat down, with me on his lap, and bgan to stroke my hair. I tried so hard to keep them in but soon the dam broke and my tears came flooding out. I sobbed against my brother's shirt, staining it with salty tears.

Eventually the tears stopped and were replaced with soft snores. That night my brother slept in my bed with me like he used to do before our parents went a-wall. Rick didn't sleep that night. He lay awake all night, waking me when I started screaming from nightmares, and soothing his fingers along my spine until I fell asleep.