I've been taken

Gas Station

Trees flash past my vision and I can feel my heart beat pick up.

Never fucking come back again.

Never come back.

Again.

Never

Tears hold their place in the corners of my eyes as I breathe heavily, smacking through tree branches. Maybe in another life, I wouldn't have chosen this path. Maybe I wouldn't have saved Ryan. Maybe I would have stayed?

Maybe I would have never left the house when he told me he didn't love me like I did.

Maybe I would have done some tiny little thing different, and maybe then our situation would have changed. Maybe we wouldn't have been at 'Hailey's house.'  Maybe we would've both died.. alone in the woods. Me hugging his arm, my head rested on his chest so I could hear his heartbeat. So I could be with him until his heart slowed.. pounded a few more times and then jerked to a stop. Maybe then I would've realized. Everything.

Maybe then I'd close my eyes too and hold my breath, waiting for my heartbeat to slow as well. Maybe then, we would have been together.. at least we could have. But he had found her. And suddenly, I became as useless as the dirt they walked on. Now I'm just a crumpled, broken little peice of nothing. I'm just another piece of trash, floating away with the wind. I'll just go along with wherever it takes me.

I at least hope it will help me start my new life off better than how I ended my old life off.

I stop at the edge of the woods. There's what I've been looking for. A new start, a new walk. A step out of the dark and into the light...

I move forward, my bare foot meeting the warm road. I just noticed I didn't have shoes on. 

I step out onto the road and smile. This is it, my new start. I look to my left.

"Bye Ryan. Bye mom. Bye dad. Bye old pal." I say waving to the woods. Im letting go of everything that happened in the past. I can't let these things keep haunting me. So I'm going to end it right here, I'm going to let it all go. Because It can't keep resting on my shoulder, weighing me down in my new life. I won't let it do that. I have to set all those memories free. Meaning, I also have to let the tears I have for them free too.

They drip down my cheeks, like sap dripping from a tree. It's slow and agonizing torture, letting these tears out. Because these tears hold memories. And I no longer like memories. I'm starting fresh, Just like a scrap book. I grin.

I tore out the previous photos of those old memories. Now to start new memories. 

I turn and walk away from the woods, without looking back. I swiftly wipe away the last lone tear. And so it starts.

~

I've been walking along this road for the longest and still havn't seen anything. No cars, no homes, no people, nothing.

I sigh and drag my aching feet along the road. I run my hands through my mess of hair and sigh. More minutes go pass and I swear I've never felt so lost. It's like I'm walking around the world, it feels too deserted.

Feeling myself drift more and more off into my mind, I start wondering what happened to the world while I was away.

Suddenly I hear a honk and I jump, looking up and seeing a small little grey car.

"Hey lady! Lady, move it!"

Standing astonished for a couple second I suddenly blurt, "Um, sir, do you know how much longer before there's.. more people around.. ur houses or-"