Everything Is Made to be Broken (pending)

"Prologue"

Carson’s P.O.V

 

I guess I could say it all started with a song. One simple little song became the beginning of a story. If you listen closely, all songs tell a story I guess; but this one was different. This one was special and happy and full of love and heartbreak. This was my own personal love story, the kind you dream about, the kind you see in Disney movies or read about on Wattpad, the kind that is supposed to end in ‘Happily Ever After.’ But this story taught me that not all stories end that way, and not everyone gets their happy ending. Take the bad guys for example. Their stories always end in defeat and misery and everyone is happy that the protagonist was able to beat the villain and live happily.

But sometimes the protagonist turns into the antagonist, and there is no fantasy tale that tells you how to deal with a situation like that. That’s where I come in, I am the protagonist-turned-antagonist. I became the villain of my own fairytale, and it all started with this one silly little song.

 

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And i’d give up forever to touch you

Cause I know that you feel me somehow

You’re the closest to heaven that i’ll ever be

And I don’t wanna go home right now

 

I was walking down the street with my headphones in and my head down. My steps were fast while my breaths were slow and deliberate, keeping the tears in. I couldn’t get the words out of my ears, they kept playing over and over in my mind on a continuous loop. ‘I just don’t want you around. You were a mistake, it doesn’t mean that I have to be stuck with you.’ The words couldn’t have hurt worse if they had come in the form of a physical stab. I just couldn’t believe that that was how my own mother felt about me. That alcoholic whore actually thought that I had WANTED to be around all these years? That I was doing more than just doing the socially proper thing and taking care of the woman who gave me life-and then never let me forget about the toll it took on her. She thought I actually liked living that way? I certainly didn’t want to go home right now, all that was waiting there was… well, nothing. My lovely mother had sent me off to live with my aunt when she could no longer stand to look her mistake in the eyes every day.

 

Now maybe this was my downfall. I could have avoided all the pain if, instead of having my head down, I had been paying attention. Because at the exact moment the next verse started to play, that’s when all my troubles literally walked into me.

 

And all I can taste is this moment

And all I can breathe is your life

When sooner or later it’s over

I just don’t wanna miss you tonight

 

Before I knew it I had landed on my butt and my Ipod had fallen out of my pocket. The stranger simply picked it up and went to hand it back to me when something must have caught his eye because he stopped in his tracks and pulled his hand back to take a closer look. I could hear the music continuing from the headphones though they had fallen out of my ears and I looked up at the stranger who had taken possession of my only distraction.

And I don’t want the world to see me

‘Cause I don’t think that they’d understand