Broken Pieces

An Escape

I never really enjoyed school, so I was less than enthused for the beginning of my junior year. High school was alright. It'd be better if I had more friends. I really only had the one, Aidan Cole. He was the sweetest best friend ever. He never advanced on me, and he was always my number one supporter. He was the slim reason I was excited for school. To escape my mess of a home life and reach an alternate reality with my best friend. Someone who actually cared about me. Someone I could actually cry and vent to.
I got ready for the first day of junior year by dressing in my best ripped jeans and my favorite band hoodie. I was never a girl's-girl, I always dressed how I like, relaxed and comfy. I tiptoed last the kitchen, my parents up early and at it again. "You're just like your mother!"
"You bastard!" The usual. My converse tapped the slick wood floors as a ran to the door and mounted my bike. I pedaled my heart out, which is what I usually did in order to relieve my stress. I was always exhausted by the time I reached school, but it relieved my soul, so all was well.
"Hey, hoe!" Aidan yelled out to me as soon as I reached the school parking lot. I swerved my bike, scuffing the tires as a waft of rubber found its way into my nose. My bike clanged to the ground as I ran for Aidan.
"I missed you so much you don't even know. I really need a hug, dude." My eyes sought his as he reached around my waist and gave me the tightest squeeze. It felt as if my worries and trouble at home were wrung out of me. I threw my arms around his neck as he swung me around. This is the life I wanted to have forever. The life I was finally happy in.
Aidan whipped out his schedule as he compared it to mine. "We have all the sa-"
"-same classes!" Our voices synced. I balled up my fist to touch his as we walked to first period.
"So, uh- how's your mom?" The mention of my parents made my heart sink. I didn't want to talk about it but with Aidan, it was so easy.
"About the same. She's still losing weight, still fighting, so..." Aidan patted my shoulder, pulling me close to him.
"It'll get better one day, Blythe. I swear on it. As long as I'm in your life, it'll get better one day." I faked a smile, which soon turned into a real one. Aidan is my rock. He flips my soul and extracts my impurities.