Dangerous Minds

Chapter Four

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Dangerous Minds- Chapter Four-

-Elena-

It's like a pit in your stomach feeling, the gut wrenching push and pull of possible self destruction that seems to numb the pain for now. The loss of my parents had ruined me and created a hole in my heart that can't be filled. I was young. Yet, I still remember the night they kissed me on the cheek and told me that they'd be back in the morning. I had waited for them the next morning near the large bay windows in the living room, curled up in a blanket on the couch only to be told that they had perished in a fiery car crash just hours into the early morning.

That's the moment my life changed. It was the moment that everything I had known was flipped on it's head. Maybe that's why the allure of darkness has always been tempting, the need of losing yourself until you don't even know who you really are supposed to be anymore seems to be so seductively perfect that it makes my body tingle with anticipation.

Honestly, it's a fairly crappy excuse. But, when you barely have anyone in your life to turn too. I don't see the harm in turning to something that will make all this sorrow and darkness around me just disappear- even if it is temporary. I know that I shouldn't take them. They're not a solution to my problems and they won't make anything better. Although, as the constant yelling continues downstairs while I hear Jillian and John discuss my staying out late and my current attitude, the pull towards the pill bottle in my purse intensifies.

"God only knows what that girl is involved in, and she's clearly dragging Elena into this!" Jillian yells as I move my ear away from it being pressed up against my bedroom door, getting up off the floor and searching for my purse. Once finding it, I'm hesitant to the thought of what I'm about to do. However, the minute that I begin to place the pills into my trembling hands, a knock on my door startles me and they nearly spill all on to the white carpeting below my feet.

I bend down hastily, picking them up and blowing the debris from them as I hear her voice call out my name. "Elena, it's Jillian. Honey, I need to talk to you." Her voice is soft, an underline tone of concern behind it. My eyes dart around the room, shoving the pills back into my purse and hiding it underneath a pile of unfolded and dirty clothing.

Jillian exhales loudly against my door, her fingernails tapping lightly upon the wood framing. "Honey, please open the door. It's important."

I close my eyes, shaking my head and the thought of popping pills from my mind while getting up and unlocking the bedroom door. "Sorry, I was changing." I point out, turning just slightly to give her a small smile before taking a seat on to my bed and waiting for the impact of her lecture.

Jillian sighs, glancing over my room and then taking a seat beside me. She grabs a tight firm grip around my hands while locking her eyes on to my gaze. "We used to talk, about everything and when you came to us, I remember how we'd always make it a point to sit up for hours in this very room, just to talk about our days and what your future was going to be like. Elena, sweetie. I need to know what's going on. I want you to tell me, what has gotten into you?"

She's blunt and to the point. That's how Jillian has always been with me and honestly, that's what I've liked about her. However, she's trying too hard in trying to be my replacement parental figure- just like uncle John has been. Ever since my parents died and I was bounced around, they've made it their mission to know as much as they can about every aspect in my life.