A Chance at Love (boyxboy) (Completed)

Chapter 15 The Chance

Actual Saturday

I remembered the movie last night, it was creepy. I woke up on this car crash scene, with a car honking, the guy's brother was thrown out of their car, and there's lots of blood everywhere. Just plain creepy.

Gross.

And creepy.

I hate it when those things happen. Especially now, because it would be terrible for that to happen right now as I drive my car listening to nothing as the next track in the up all night album is about to play.

Sure enough, it was actually the title of the album that played.

I sang my heart out like there was no tomorrow, I don't care if they even hear me outside.

But I was in a bit of a hurry cause I think I'm already late. I was putting "pedal to the metal" as they say.

I almost tried to ran over a red light cause there were literally no cars on the crossroad.

Badass.

I know.

But I wouldn't run over a kid. Nope. I'm not that kind of badass.

There aren't many houses here yet, actually, there aren't any houses here near the highway, just some gas station and a convenience store, and a bunch of grass and trees all around.

Not your ordinary neighborhood.

As I passed the stoplight and drove fast to Matty's house I then saw a figure very familiar to me, just walking on the other side of the side walk, maybe kicking a few rocks along the way while looking on the ground and hands in the pocket.

The ever typical bored look on him is so unnerving sometimes that it makes me want to do crazy things to him just to get that look off of his face.

"Hey stranger! Need a lift?" I asked non-chalantly after I lowered my window down and stopped on my side.

I saw a glimmer in his eyes as soon as he heard my voice. He looked up and looked at my way and smiled. He started jogging but a green car was speeding and went past my car towards the city. My heart instantly raced when I saw it in my side mirror. But I couldn't help it.

His wheels screeched, I heard a thud, an air bag going off, and the same long never ending honk of a horn started to ring in my head.

I don't know what slowed down, the time or my brain to process things.

How could I have missed it? What did I do wrong?

What if...

What if I didn't tie my shoe?

What if I opened the gate before driving out so I didn't had to stop my car suddenly and make things fall out of place in my car.

What if I didn't reached for the CD that fell in my car?

What if I didn't stop on the way to Matty's to save that kid from the street?

What if I didn't talked to the kid after I helped him?

And what if I didn't follow the traffic lights because there were no cars at that time that were passing.

If I didn't do those things and just drove to Matty's house, would've it been avoided?

Or was I too early? So If I were late, would he still live?

Would he be right here beside me still? Having the perfect day of our lives on the riverside in the forest?

Would we still have that perfect picnic together?

My mind was playing tricks on me already. It feels like everything is falling apart.