Plugged

Chapter 2

"When flashbacks of your past hit ya like a boulder you just gotta take 'em like a champ and say 'fuck you!', and go your merry way"
-Keepererra.

~Past~

Death. I've always wondered how it felt like to die —— not that I've ever thought of doing that to myself but just in general. Like, do you really go to heaven or hell, or do you just rot and you're officially gone, no more? Even if we do go to those unrealistic place, would it ever be the same. All these thoughts swarm my head get there are no answers, and it will never be answered and I actually vanish in some natural way.

Okay, so, to put it simple, I'm extremely fragile. Even if I may seem the opposite on the outside, it's just me putting up a front.. to protect me. I have no idea what I want to protect myself from because I don't have a particularly dark past, but I am a very sensitive person and I cry too easily over the simplest things, heck, I even cry when I don't have a reason to.

"Alec! Hurry up I'm going to be late, asshole!" I scream from downstairs. This boy takes too long.

He came down the stairs, taking his sweet time as he, of course, is in no rush. "I don't understand why you can't go with a bus, I mean, it saves you a lot of trouble instead of waiting for my lazy ass."

"As tempting as that is, no. They smoke weed, drink alcohol and do other types of drugs I've never seen or even tasted for that matter. It's disgusting and I do not want to get kidnapped by some mafia leader," I have been reading a lot of Wattpad lately. It's fuckin' up my mind.

He shrugs and we both leave, getting in to the car and driving off. "So, how's school?" I give him a weirded look and he glances at me for a moment, turning back only to smile sheepishly. "What? I never ask you and who knows what kids you bully."

"School is hell, and boring, per usual. I don't 'bully' people, they bully me because I hate them. If they even stare at me for 1 second, I flip." That's a lie... kind of.

"You need to chill, dude-" Dude? "-and stay out of trouble. Mr. Kisser informed me of your recent behaviour just yesterday and I am not happy, young lady." He shoots me a stern look.

I snort. "You're not my dad, Alec. Quit acting like you care because we all know of the things you've done in the past, they're not particularly pleasant, brother. Stop rubbing my mistakes in my face, you've made plenty of them and still continue to. Just fuck off and mind your own business."

He slams his hand on the steering wheel and presses the gas pedal, just going a bit over the limit. "Don't fucking give me that attitude, Tana! I expect you to listen to me because our piece of shit father can't do that for you, he never will either. Stop hoping for something that will never happen, you need to face the reality that he left us on our own to fend for ourselves, he has a new family now."

I fume, he just doesn't get it. He never will. "Pull over."

"What?"

"I said pull over," I say, taking my seat belt off.

"Tana, don't act crazy, we're in the middle of a free w-"