Breathe [On Hold]

Introducing Liam

"Wake the fuck up you piece of shit!" Was the pleasant shout Liam woke up to. He searched for his phone, trying to discover what time it was. 19:30. He'd only gotten half an hour sleep. "I said wake up!" The voice shouted again. Liam sat up in his bed. He looked at the marks on his wrist, then turned to the almost empty bottle of pills on his bedside table. Cursing himself he got out from under the covers and made his way to the door.

"Does your lazy ass think it's ok to sleep all day?" Liam had barely set a foot in to the living room before he was already being questioned.
"I wasn't sleeping all day, I was at-" Liam tried to defend himself, but his father interrupted him.
"I don't give two shits where you were. Make yourself useful and make dinner." Liam sighed. There wasn't any point in arguing with his dad when he gets like that. The fact he's always like that isn't the point.

Walking into the kitchen Liam found his mother sitting at the table. She had her phone in one hand and a joint in the other. She looked up from whatever she'd been doing (Liam guessed she was sexting some stranger, again) and glared at him. "He asked me to make dinner."
"I want kebabs." She told him, getting up from her seat.
"We don't have any-"
"Then go and fucking get some." She was standing right in front of him now. "Dyke." She left the room after that last comment and Liam rolled his eyes. She was too off her face to even insult him properly.
"Fine, I'll go and fucking get some." Liam muttered to himself. He left the kitchen and went upstairs to grab his wallet and phone.

"Thought I told you to make dinner." His father shouted as Liam came back down. Liam reached the bottom of the stairs and stood in the living room door way. His father was still sitting on the sofa, his mother was no where insight. That's when he heard someone throwing up in the bathroom. Found her. He thought to himself.

"She wanted me to cook something we don't have. So I'm going to get some." Liam explained. His father sighed.

"Fine, but hurry up. I'm fucking starving." If you're that hungry make something yourself.

"I'll be quick." Liam replied, not daring to say what he actually thought. He took his keys of the hook and then left.

Liam cursed himself once again, this time because he was an idiot who'd forgotten to lift a jacket when he left the house. Deciding that he would rather stay out in the cold than go home, Liam walked the dark streets. He'd already been gone longer than his father would have wanted, but he concluded that it no longer mattered. If you're already late, might as well be exceptionally late. As he watched the few cars wizzed by him, an idea came in to his mind. He'd tried before, without much luck. However, if he succeeds this time, he won't have to go back to that house ever again. He saw headlights approaching and decided to just go for it. Clearing his head and closing his eyes, already welcoming the outcome, he put one foot in front of the other and waited for impact.

*****

Logan saw the boy and then, for the second time that night, slammed on the brakes. This time however, he wasn't as worried, he was pissed. People really needed to stop running out in front of him. "You ok?" He asked Lucy, thinking his sudden braking could've hurt her neck.
"I'm good." She replied. "But I don't know if he is." Logan took of his seat-belt, glaring at the boy who was now watching them. Logan hadn't hit him but he was damn near close. Liam screamed in defeat and pulled his blonde hair before slamming his hands down on the car bonnet.

"Are you insane?" Logan shouted as he got out the car. "What are you doing? You trying to get people killed?"

"If I wanted to kill people, I'd make them climb your ego and then jump down to you IQ." Liam replied with an amused look on his face. Logan, on the other hand was just confused.