Its 1:00 am and i'm in my moms car waiting for it to warm up. The song "Fire flys" come on and the first thing I think back to was our first date. It was like a chessy love story, it would have made the perfect "Taylor swift love story". My head races with voices and I didnt relize it but I was holding on to my iphone so hard that it shattered and the glass was digging into my fingures. The glass wasn't even close to pain I felt after me and Caleb broke up.
When the cars warm enough I drive away from my house to go pick up Reagan and from a party I refrusesed to go to. When I get to the house I see Josh's truck, with faded red sharpie all over it. I can't go in there if josh is there, Caleb might be in there two. Again I find hot teers run down my face, rage is in the air and I just snap. I get out of my car leaving the keys inside and run to Josh's car. When I look inside I see the keys are still in there.
I open one of the doors and start the truck. What am I doing, I'm lucky I got away with the first time I messed with this truck, why am I doing this again?! I'm about to get out of the car when I see Caleb and some pretty girl exit the house. His hand is on her butt and her hands are all over him. The thought of him sleeping with someone else brings back my rage and I drive away from the house, in joshs truck.
I start driving on dirt roads, I drive recklessly and totaly care free. I could care less if I crashed this car and died. Then my phone rings, Its Reagan. I answer it. "Hello?? Where the hell are you!" Reagan yells through the phone. "My cars there just drive it home." I say. "I'm no intoxicated! Where the fuck are you!" She yells again. You can hear in her voice shes pissed. "Your a pretty good driver, you can drive yourself home". I sing while hangning up the phone.
I light a smoke and think back to when Caleb use to light my smokes, talking about stupid fucking couple tumblr pictures. God he knew what to say to make me think he liked me. I should have see it coming, that date was to perfect. It was everything you see off the movies, kiss on the first date? Wow was I ever clueless.
I find myself driving to the little old fishers dock. I get out of the truck and walk to the end of the dock, I see the stupid lock we put on the dock. That feelging of hate and rage comes back, I snapped again and try to rip off the lock. There was no use, I'm to weak. Then I think back to when we caught fire flys in jars, laying here talking about who the hell cares. It was just us in a perfect little wonderland. What was I thinking, we all know what happens in wonderland. You go mad.
I drive off the fishers dock and into the cold water. I swim as far as I can and just float. I hope I die out here, what would he do. Would he miss me, regret everythings hes done. Would Reagan be mad at me for ditching her? I wonder what would happen if I just never came home. I push myself to the bottem on the lake, I sit under the water. Holding my breath, my hair in my face, with no feeling in my hands or toes. I reach my hands into the sand and grab a hand full. As I grip the sand harder I feel something else in it. I float back up to air and catch my breath, there in my hand is the key to the lock on the dock.
I swim back to the dock, I was freezing cold and I could feel the cold build up on my skin. I lift myself onto the dock and take out the key, I shove it into the lock and the lock falls onto the dock. Even though the rest of me was ice cold, my head was still burning hot. I turn around to face the cabbin and throw the lock as far as I could. Then a loud smashing noise made my heart stop. I look back and the lock smashed the truck window. My head didn't feel so hot anymore, I run to the truck gripping onto the key.
I start the truck and get the fuck out of there, I feel the cold air hit my face from the broken window. Holy shit, how to I get out of this. Maybe I can bring it to the house and pretend It never happened. Maybe i'm dreaming, this could all be fake. Now i'm wishing I floated away, never to be seen again. Gone. Forever. My head starts to get hot again and my vision gets blurry with the tears and makeup running down my face. I scream, followed by a loud crash, and the silents.
I start to slowly get my eyes back, then I can hear the noise of wind. I wiggle my figures and then my toes. Nothing broken? Good. I climb out of the smashed truck, and I don't just mean thw window. I crashed into the trees, my hands and head were bleeding and I was getting dizzy. There was no driving this truck home, there was no me getting home. I'm still holding onto the key. I walk back up to the truck and place in on the driver seat. I take out a smoke and light it, and start walking down the dusty dirt road.
