Cy? | Tyrus

What The F**k Did You Do To Cyrus?

Tj

I woke up to Amber screaming down her phone to her now ex-boyfriend today. What a great start to the first day of grade 11. Little did i know... It'd become one of the best and worst days, so far. I rolled out of bed and looked at the time. 7:04. Great. I needed to go in 15 minutes. Why cant you just wake up when your alarm goes for once? I thought to myself as i grabbed a random t-shirt and some skinny jeans, because why change up my style? It works fine. I reach for a basketball hoodie and wrap it round my hips as i head downstairs in a begrudged mood from my rude awakening.

I set up my phone and take a picture for my first day of 9th grade and send it to mum, before i get one of those mars bar milkshakes from the fridge and run my fingers through my oily hair (i never remember to wash it). I check the time. 7:17. Okay. I run and sling my bag onto my back as i grab my car keys from the hooks by the door and walk to my car. Ambers meant to be meeting someone this morning, but after all her break up dramatics, i dont think that's happening, so i call her down and we get into my red vauxhall brava.

I can feel the clock tick-tocking and begin to speed up, but not over the limit. I go to have a sip of my shake, until i look ahead and see a boy being pushed into the road by some girl and i know im not going to be able to avoid this... I slam on the brakes and Amber looks up and screams as the boys face full-pelts into the hood of my car, SCREECH! hitting the windscreen with his SHCAEAH! bag causing glass to attack me from the front and land on my lap. Oh shit. Oh shit shit shit. What the fuck do i do?

I close my eyes and start screaming.

AMBER. GET OUT NOW. CALL 999. HOLY SHIT. I CAN'T MOVE! THERES SO MUCH GLASS!.. IS HE OKAY?!

I hear a muffled cough as the girl who pushed him runs over and starts doing cpr on the poor boy. The other girl with short brown hair stares in a state of shock until she starts to scramble for the boys phone to call his mum, whilst Amber calls 999. Im watching this all from the other side pf the shattered window, before realising i should probably get out.

I stood in awkward silence, not really sure what to do. Then i see a woman with her chestnut hair in a messy ponytail running down the street with a dressing gown and slippers on. She must be his mum. Oh god. What have i done? But why did the girl push him? Are they friends? Agh.

The woman falls onto the concrete with her bare knees and cries her soul out and tells his unconscious body its gonna be fine. Hes gonna be okay. 'Cy?.. You're gonna be okay, my baby. You can do this. I love you. Your dad would be so proud of you. Wake up for dad. Please honey. You can do this.' Oh jeez. I've ruined her.

She looked devestated as an ambulances sirens started ringing louder and louder and the boy got checked and carried away. She got in the ambulance with him, and we were just left there in shock.

Then i heard a shriek right into my left ear... WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO CYRUS!.. shit.

A/N: 615 words! Im attempting a story that ive had on my mind for a while because ive thought of different segments that i realised all slot into a shit story that im writing now. So thats fun. Bye heauxs.