Chapter 1: Wrong Letters

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Wyatt's POV:
It was getting harder, every single fucking day.
At night, it got worse.
The thoughts got louder and affected me more.
I just wish I was gone.
Why was my father like that?
It's all because of him.
All his fault they're gone.
All his fault I'm like this.

I laid in bed, looking up at my blank ceiling.
My house was pin drop silent. I lived with Jaeden, and Finn but they were out. As for me, I never went out. Barley ever. Sometimes during the day, never during the night. Finn and Jaeden always try to get me out of the house but it'll never work. Maybe one day when I'm desperate but not now.

I listened to the distant sounds of police sirens.
What could they be heading to?
A robbery? Car chase? Homicide? Suicide?
Ah, that word. One hell of word. Suicide.
No, I'm not going to kill myself. But I'd be lying if I said I didn't think about it.
You ever wonder where you go after you die?
I do.
All the time.
But I never thought about actually trying it out.
Because I know there's still a chance.
I'm just not sure if I was willing to try.

I heard the sound of my front door knob jingling.
It was Finn and Jaeden.
They were drunk.
Whenever they came home drunk, they were loud and rowdy. I hated it. It was annoying.
Yes, I drank. But in my room. With the door closed. I drank my problems away. And I wasn't rowdy. I stayed quiet. Always.
I heard loud footsteps coming to my room and I didn't want to deal with Finn nor Jaeden so I got in my bed and pretended to be asleep.

"He's sleeping Jaeden" Finn said, trying not to slur his words.

I shut my eyes and drifted off into where I felt comfortable. Where my mind was empty. I couldn't think anymore. It was completely blank. I was asleep.

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"WYATT WAKE UP" I heard Jaeden yell. I groaned and got up slowly.
I checked my phone to see the time.
9:12am
Since when do these boys get up this early?
Are they not hung over?
Whatever.
I got up and brushed my teeth. I stared at myself in the mirror while brushing. I wasn't sure what I was looking at. I was snapped out of that daze when Finn walked into my room.

"WYATT HEY" he screamed so loud that my ear drums almost popped.

"It's like 9 in the morning, I don't understand why you're yelling" I said muffled because I was still brushing.

"Breakfast is ready and Jaeden and I are going to go out soon, want to come with?" Finn asked. I would think by now he would already know the answer.

"No Finn" I said before spitting into the sink and gargling water.

"Well too bad, it's your turn to get the mail so you at least have to go to the post office" he said as I am slowly thinking of excuses.

Fuck. I have nothing.

"Fine, but I'm coming right back home after"

Finn nodded and left my room. I sat on my bed and I was so mad. I really don't want to leave the house. Ugh.

I came out of my room to eat breakfast. The regular bacon and eggs that Jaeden makes most mornings because it's the only thing he can cook. By the time I came out, Finn and Jaeden were standing by the front door, ready to leave on their journey.

"You'll be good Wyatt?" Jaeden asked, giving me a rather concerning look.

"Yes I'll be fine" I scoffed.

They always treat me like a baby because they know about everything that's gone on in my life. I mean I love that they care, we've been best friends since we were 13. But sometimes, it gets a bit much.

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