Hurt

27

chapter 27 • he's looking at my body like it's ice cream confessions pt 2

The song for this is chapter is PILLOWTALK by Zayan Malik

S E X U A L C O N T E N T
(Read on your own risk)

My story. How shall I start?. Those questions are roaming around my head like crazy. Is it to late to jump out the window. Alex told me his story and I'm surprised that he didn't stop and just kick me out of his house.

"Macey" I snap out of my thoughts and look at Alex. We're still laying down on his bed looking at each other.

"It's your turn" I nod my head, I sit up because this is going to be hard for me to explain. I might break down Into tears and die because I've been crying my ass off for two years.

Alex sits up too and I'm ready to tell someone everything, and I can't believe it's Alex that I'm telling.

"well I didn't live in Canada I lived in San Francisco and well I had a happy family we never had problems we always had family Friday, and each Friday we will come home from school my brother will go to his baseball practice and my dad will always come home from work and pick my mom and I from my house and we will all go pick up my brother from baseball practice or we'll all go to his baseball games and watch it" I stopped myself and Alex gently grabbed my hand.

"I had many friends I got invited to parties and my brother will go and we were one of those twins who did everything together" I laughed and I saw Alex smile a little.

"I played volleyball and I boxed and it was fun that's how I know how to throw punches and how I know how to fight. Okay anyway it was on Friday I was little at that time sixteen and we were going to pick my brother up from baseball practice and well it was raining and the car slipped and went on the other intersection and the car got hit by a truck I-I" I'm fighting back the tears that are threatening to come out Alex rubs his fingers around my palm and well I'm okay.

"When I woke up I saw that my dad wasn't in the car I took off my seatbelt and the sad part was that I wasn't affected at all I was perfectly fine I just had some bruises and that's it my mom she lost her leg she uses a prosthetic leg now but anyway I broke the window and jumped out the car I followed a path of blood and I found my dads lifeless body I saw his insides and" I stopped because I wanted to throw up I was going to have a panic attack I knew it I'm tearing up now.

"And we went to the hospital and my brother came he was mad and sad at the same time he loved my dad they were like best friends and well my mom was fine my dad was dead and I saw his dead body and I couldn't get it out of my brain" I was crying at this point I was actually exhausted it was two am and I'm still awake with Alex telling my story.

"When I came back to school people started petting me like I was some kind of depressed girl that needed help and I did get help but I wasn't depressed, the teachers would always say if I needed to leave the classroom that I was allowed to but I really didn't I was okay it was my brother that needed help he lost his best friend he lost the only guy that could relate to him" I couldn't really talk because I was starting to hyperventilate.

"My brother went into depression he started to smoke do drugs would always hook up with girls at school and I know this because they would always leave my house and his room stank, it smelled like weed. My mom would constantly tell him if he needed help or if he needed to talk to someone, I was clueless but I knew he was depressed I tried to help him he was my twin brother of course but he didn't want help"