Stuck Between the Two

Stuck Between the Two - Chapter 2

Finally. After the long and dreadful week, the weekend was here. For me that did not mean partying or going to hang out with James all weekend. It meant going home, and spending time with my family. Yes call me weird, but I loved my family too much, to live a half an hour away from them and not see them until the scheduled school breaks. So I lived on campus for the week, but on the weekends, I went home.

I pulled on my shades and rolled down my windows and I cranked up my country music. Sure it might have been close to winter, but in Alabama it was still very enjoyable out, and I was going to make the most of it.

I drove up our long narrow driveway leading back to our house. My mom was waiting out on the front porch sitting and drinking her coffee, considering it was only 10 a.m. on the weekend. I jumped out of my jeep and ran up the driveway. I loved her to death.

"Hey Momma!" I yelled giving her a hug.

"Hi Baby Girl, how are you doing? School good this week?" I nodded.

"I'm doing good, school drug on. I cant wait for break here in a few months." My mom's smile immediately faded as she looked closer into my eyes.

"Awwe, hunny. Are you not sleeping well again? We can go see someone, someone who can..." I cut her off.

"Momma it's fine. Don't worry about me. College is just stressful at times, you know?" She simply sighed and nodded. 

"You can tell me, you know that right? If this is bothering you again, I can help.." I frowned.

"Please, just can we not talk about this right now? I don't feel like dealing with this." I was getting overwhelmed. I couldn't talk about this. It was too painful to remember. But then again, why would I try to forget him? My heart clenched.

Tears stung in my eyes. I would never forget him.

I wiped the few tears that had escaped off of my face and forced a smile.

"So where's Dad?" My mother rolled her eyes.

"That lazy man, he's still not out of bed." I laughed. My mother was someone who liked to get up early and drink her coffee and just sit outside in the morning. My father on the other hand liked to sleep 'till noon and anything before eleven was just 'to early to get up' I laughed to myself, that was how my parents worked I guess.

"You want anything for breakfast? I haven't made anything, but if you'd like I could cook something up."

"No thanks momma, James and I went out this morning before I left." I smiled at the thought. It was kind of a thing we started this year. Since I had moved into campus this year, every morning before I came home, we'd go out to breakfast and have coffee together, since I wouldn't see him all weekend, as he would stay at campus.

"Oh how is he by the way? It feels like I haven't seen him around in forever."

"He's good, He'll have to come over for dinner sometime, I don't think he's been down here since the summer."James wasn't to particularly fond of his family. His Mom walked out on them a long time ago and his Dad was a workaholic. So most of the time no one was home anyway. Even when his Dad would come, he'd just shut himself up in his room and not talk to James. His parents' marriage hadn't quite worked out and it left James a little bit damaged. It took a lot for him to trust someone after that. He never liked to talk about his family, hence why he never really came back to this town. He got out of there as soon as he could.

"Is it okay if I go out on the patio for a little bit? I'm gonna tan some if that's alright.  At least until Daddy wakes up." My mom nodded her head as she pulled out her Bible and sat down at the island. I smiled to myself and headed upstairs. I pulled on my bathing suit and quickly headed outside with a towel. I laid it out on the beach chairs and laid out on it. I pulled on my sunglasses and I could feel the warmth engulfing me. I felt very relaxed as the sun shone onto me, and soon enough I was drifting off into a very peaceful sleep.

*I quickly got out of my jeep and ran to the scene. My Father's car lye there completely smashed in the front. Glass was shattered everywhere.

"Riley? Riley!" I screamed frantically. He was the one driving that car this morning. He was going to the doctors and then just planning to ditch afterwards. Realization dawned on me as I saw the stretcher that the medics were wheeling to the back of the ambulance. A sheet covering his body as I saw blood soak through."No. No, no, no no! Riley!" I tried to run past the officers but they wouldn't let me through. That's when I saw him. "Wait." I said trying to comprehend what was going on. I looked at the vehicle that had crashed into my Dad's car. It was Travis' . "You. You did this!" I screamed.*

I sat up, my body burning from the sun that seemed to surround me. I stood up and tried to breath, but everything was too much. I ran inside and tried to calm down, but I had seen what I hated the most. I had seen Riley. I had seen his body, lying there motionless. My own brother dead. That is what I hated seeing the most, my twin, my other half, lying there, dead, on that stupid stretcher.

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