Let's Ride

Chapter 1 - Let's Ride        

      

          What do you do when everything around crashes to your feet ? I can't remember the last time I actually felt sane. The last time I felt like my life was together and made sense. Now , everything was just in pieces. How did I even get here ? I don't know. Maybe, life was moving too fast and keeping up with the pace was too much. Maybe , I just wanted to have fun and in the mist of the excitement I let myself go to far.

Standing there with folded arms I let the words sink in. Every single word. Plastering a grin over my face. As I stood there , I couldn't understand what I did to deserve this. I've been asking myself this a lot lately. I could blame myself over and over again but what good would that do ? Nothing. I thought standing as still as possible would help the earth not move so much or even keep me grounded. I was wrong. I could almost feel my knees buckle beneath me but I managed to keep my feet on the ground. 

"I'm so sorry , honestly I wasn't thinking" He apologized. I could eat these apologizes for breakfast. They didn't mean anything , anyways. 

I couldn't understand how people could be so heartless and do things like sleep with your sister and just say 'I wasn't thinking'. I thought if your at least going to lie right in my face it would be something more believable like "I was pissed drunk and the similarities of your faces got me all caught up" I would of dumbly believed that story. 

I mustered a laugh that seemed to stick to the back of my throat . "You know it's funny how incredibly stupid you think I am". 

Not meeting his deep blue eyes but instead digging through the cluster of my purse until my fingers wrapped around the cigarette box. Sticking a freshly manicured finger into the box and pulled out a cigarette. I can't even remember how I got addicted to these things. It's a bad habit I should of gotten rid of a long time ago. 

"What ? No . I-I really wasn't I mean-" He started but I lifted a hand up as a cigarette hung from my mouth. 

"Save it . please , you sound absolutely pathetic" I muffled with the stick of posion between my lips. Reaching in my bag again but this time for a lighter but instead finding a book of matches. Good enough. 

He opened his mouth as if he was going to speak again but closed it and stared at the floor. I never felt so uncomfortable standing in his room before. I was pretty comfortable before when I was laying under him on his bed just a few weeks ago. His cheating made me think. Did he ever cheat before during of four year relationship ? A few weeks ago I would of said no with no type of hesistation but now I was looking at a whole new person. 

"Honestly I don't know who you are , anymore ?" I grumbled and he scoffed with a roll of the eyes. 

" I could say the same" He mutter and my eyes snapped up to him and narrowed. Now all I could see was red. I was a bull and this dickhead was throwing a red sheet in front of my face for a joke. 

"Seriously , Caleb. How many girls have you been with ? For all I know I could have some disgusting diease because you can't seem to keep your pants on !" I found myself now screaming.

I promised myself I wouldn't get all worked up over this. Instead , I would just piss it off like I did everything else but now here I was yelling at the top of my lungs.

Swiping the match against the box a few time until a flame appear I placed the flame onto the end of my cigarette sucessfully lighting it. I took in a small breath and blowed out the smoke directly into his face and he only scowled. 

"You know right now I could beat the crap out of you but I won't because I just got my nails done" I now was holding the cigarette between my index and middle finger with the match box in my other hand. He still wasn't looking at me. 

I could say the guilt was already eating him alive. It must of took a lot to stoop so low as to sleep with my sister. My flesh and blood. 

"Instead I'll just do this" I finished . Swiping the match against the box again and then throwing it where ever it decided to go. 

I walked away with the sounds of his screams drowning in my ear. I could hear him yelling profanities most likely directed to me. As I reached the doorway I wiped around to see his bed was on fire. I smirked as he jumped around like a fool trying to put out the fire. 

I knew I couldn't go back into his room. I feared he might throw me in the fire so I did the most logical thing. I ran. My legs pumped as fast as they could going down his spiral stairs. I could already hear the beeping on the fire alarm. Brushing past his confused mother I speeded out the doors and into my car. 

As I jumped into my car the only thing I could think of was- I hope they don't call the cops.