Better Off Alone✔

€hapter 18:

Paris's POV

    I got in the car and drove a block or two down the road before I let it all out.

   Tears streamed endlessly down my cheeks and my mind was in pieces. Each piece in different places.

   I can't believe he did that to me. He's just like Zach, in every way possible, and I let him build me up; only to destroy me at the end.

   The worst part was I actually believed he could help me out of this horrible pit of darkness and loneliness.

   But I was so wrong.

   Stepping on the gas, I screamed with agony and pain.

   I didn't care how reckless I drove, the only thing on my mind was relief.

   I didn't know where I was heading or what I planned to do, but I was dead set to whatever it was.

  I knew I couldn't go back to my aunt's house. I've done screwed that up.

   So instead, I just drove. Drove until I ended up somewhere far from here. Far from him.

   🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤
Flashback

   Angry voices echoed down the hall, through the walls. No matter how hard I pressed against my ears, their loud taunts still shouted their way through.

   My father drunk again, mom as well, both throwing harsh truths upon one another.

   My brother yells at me from the other side of the room. "Cry baby, grow up and face it! They don't love you, no one does. So how about you just go cut what's left of your arm, maybe you'll hit a vein!"

   He throws an ashtray at me, shattering over my head.

   I could feel the familiar warmth of the blood oozing down my temple.

   I never understood why I just don't stand up for myself, but I'm weak. Just like everyone says...

   The last thing I remember, before letting darkness consume my vision, was my mother barging into my room and grabbing my sibblings; leaving me behind.

    Darkness clouded my vision, no matter how hard I tried to fight it, and I fell asleep with a familiar pang of sadness.

      Flashback over.

   My mind snaps back into reality, and bright lights flash into my eyes.

    I don't think I'll ever forget the sounds heard that night.

   The sound of screeching tires.

   The sound of horns blaring.

   The sound of metal crashing against metal.

    The sound of screams filling the air.

   And the horrible sound of silence that followed after.