Bonjour!
New chapter. I hope you like it. Some of you are probably confused about Chapter 1 but you wont get to know the girl character till later. So hang in there. Comment! PLEASE COMMENT! I love feed back. Good or bad. i hope you guys liked Chapter 1 but here is Chapter 2.
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" I love you sis." Tommy said.
" I love you too little bro." I said.
" Why are you so nice?" Tommy ask.
I giggle. " I don't know." I said honestly.
I look back up at the road, but it was too late.
" Buckle up Tommy!" I yell.
I turn my head and all I see is white shining at me through the core of my eye.
I snap up. Panting. Not just sweat all over me but also tears under my eyes. I blink a couple of times before I fall back down on my pillow.
Why does this always have to happen? Every night? Same dream? wait no nightmare! I hate it. The memory happens every night. The same thing. Nothing different. Just the same.
" Shut the hell up!" My father says barging in. Slamming the door open, probably leaving a hole.
"Sorry." I whisper.
" Sorry this, sorry that." My father says mocking me.
" Dishes for a month." My father says.
I roll my eyes when he close the door. Ass. That's all I have to say about him. He's an ass. Straight up.
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I get up pulling my brown hair up in a messy bun. Not even giving a fuck. I put my jacket on. Them my black converse. They have a hole in the back. I will have to get new ones soon. This is my only pair of shoes. I grab my flip phone and my wallet.
I quietly walk out of my room. Grabbing a banana and literally running for my life out of the house. I'm just two inches...
I trip over a damn table and timber down. I face plant. My eyes are closed. Then they open. My nose is bleeding. I think. I hear feet. I think. I quickly get up. I'm very dizzy but manage to get out the door.
I run. Well I think I am. My feet are moving fast and so are my legs. I don't know where I'm going, but I keep running. Just keep running. Lights flash by. I hear fade honks, but everything is just a phase. It starts to drizzle.
I stop.
I clasp to my knees. Not knowing where I am at the moment. Not caring. I don't cry. I just sit. Thinking.
I do this a lot.
How did I get my life to this. It was so perfect. My parents cared for me. They loved me...and now... now they think I'm a fuck up.
Ever since that day. I regret it. Ever since. Every hour. Every minute. Every second. It has consumed me. I think about it. Its all I think about. I just get reminded by it every hour. Every minute. Every second.
I wish it was me instead. He didn't even get to live. Get his first girlfriend, first kiss, first car, first house. Hell I could make a list!
He was only twelve. twelve.
God I'm a fuck up.
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Sorry if its short, i want the beginning to be short and fast, but later it will be slow and longer chapters, but tell me if I'm going to fast, cause I don't want to do that eitherOkay, I hope you like it. I hope your confused hehehe. I'm so mean. I will post Chapter 3 probably 3 days from now. Okay well love you guys. Hope you enjoyed it. PLEASE COMMENT!
Au revoir
~ Cailtlin xxx
