I coughed. Smoke was building up in the house. I walked down the stairs cautiously.
I squinted my eyes. My heart stopped. I couldn't believe what I saw.
"Mom, what're you doing?"
She didn't answer. I walked slowly to her. I kneeled down.
"Mom?"
"Ma!" I yelled.
"Mom!"
"Answer me!"
I shook her. Reality hit me as I stared at my mom.
"Mom" I whispered. Tears fell down my face slowly. Smoke filled the air.
"Mom" I cried softly.
I sat straight up in my bed. Sweat was dripping down my face. My breaths were becoming larger. I broke down and started crying. Loud cries. My hands were trembling violently.
"Blu"
I grabbed him and hugged him as soon as I saw him. My cries soon went away. I stared straight at the wall. I quickly reached under my bed and pulled out a book.
Dear diary,
I don't think I can handle much more.
My nights have become scary.
And it seems that, every time, I wake up dreary.
Sadness rules my life. I was told, once, that I'm stuck on the past. Maybe I am. That day taunts me. I still remember it.
I closed the book and put it under my bed.
"Justin"
I looked around. I was startled by the voice who called my name. It certainly wasn't my dad.
"Justin"
I was confused.
"Mom?"
"You've grown up so much"
I looked to my side and saw her sitting on my chair. She smiled sweetly. I stared at her, shocked.
"What?"
"Come"
"What?"
"Come, Justin"
My vision became blurry. I started to get dizzy. I reached for my mom.
"Justin"
"Justin, honey, what's wrong?"
I couldn't talk. I was shocked. I started to breathe harder. I looked the other way.
"Justin"
I couldn't breathe. My fingers grabbed the bed sheets and tightened around it.
"Justin"
I slowly turned to look at my mom again.
She wasn't there.
"Justin" Her voice slowly faded away.
"Mom" I cried. My sobs were quiet.
And just like that I quickly drifted to sleep.
***
My eyes slowly opened. I woke up to a delightful piano. The sound was soothing. But, it also sounded sad. The tune continued. I sat straight up in my bed, still not knowing what's exactly happening. As I sat there for more, I started to realize what's happening. I didn't know my dad played piano. We have a piano, but only my mom used it. My dad or I didn't know how to play it. Well, me. I got up and began to walk towards the room where the piano is. It was in the living room. I was next to it, listening quietly. I poked my head out ,just a little, to see my dad playing. The soft music made a quick unpleasant stop. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. No one was there. No one at all. I ran out the front to see if my dads truck was there. It wasn't. He's at work. I walked slowly towards the piano room. The curtain was to the side, letting the grey dark clouds show. Little rain drops hit the window quietly. I made my way to the piano, looking around. What just played this piano?
My fingers brushed against the keys. Nothing was in this room. Is someone in this house? Fear hit me. My eyebrows were still furrowed. Am I hearing things?
I decided to go back into my room.
I closed the door shut behind me once I got into my room. I sat on my bed. I looked out the window. The scene looked so depressing. I sat there. Alone. Then, I noticed, the piano was playing again. Should I go look again? Fear took over me. I ignored it and walked slowly towards the piano room. I looked inside the living room slowly. The piano made a disgusting stop again, different notes on the piano mixed together. I stared at the piano, studying it.
"Hello?"
No one replied. Maybe I'm just hearing things. I did "see" my mom last night. I am just seeing things and hearing them. I walked back to my room. Right when I got to my room, the doorbell rang. I went back downstairs and opened the door. There Jennifer was.
"Hey Justin"
"Hi"
"Lets hang out?"
"Ok"
She smiled and eyed me up and down. "Yay! Well, I see you're not dressed so I'll wait for you to get dressed."
"Ok" I closed the door and ran upstairs. Why does Jennifer keep coming here, I'm not cool or anything. Jennifer is much too pretty to be here hanging out with me. I opened my closet and pulled out a black jacket with black pants. I slipped on some black vans and ran downstairs. I didn't do my hair. It looked okay, wasn't too bad. It was presentable so I didn't care. I opened the front door and saw Jennifer sitting on the bench that was in the porch. She got up once she saw me.
"Okay, so any ideas?"
"Uh no"
"Okay good, cuz I wanna go to a football game"
"Oh okay but why?"
"Nolan's paying me" she laughed.
"But I didn't want to go alone so I came here and got you. I'll split it with you" she nudged my arm.
"Nolan just won't stop trying to get my attention though! It's kind of entertaining." she smiled.
"I still don't like him" she whispered then laughed. I laughed also.
"Let's go" I followed her to her car. I got in and buckled up.
"After, lets go do something fun" she said.
"Oh okay. Like what?"
She smirked.
"I say karting"
I smiled.
"What do you say?"
"Yes"
"Yay. I will whoop you so bad, Bieber."
"We'll see"
She smiled.
"Well were here" she parked. She got out of the car as I did the same. The crowd was huge. The entrance was blocked. Jennifer grabbed my hand.
"C'mon Nolan told me to go through another way"
She pulled me and entered the stadium.
"Let's sit up there" she pointed. She let go of my hand and walked up to the spot that she pointed to. We sat in silence waiting for the game to start. I started to feel rain drops here and there on my head. I wiped them away and put on my hood.
"Ugh, stupid rain." Jennifer mumbled. I looked at her and saw that she had no hood. I felt bad for her.
"Hey do you want my hoodie?" I took off my hoodie and handed it to Jennifer. She smiled at me.
"Aw well thank you Justin" She hugged me. She took it and put it on. I smiled.
***
The game soon came to an end. Nolan's team won. Of course. He saw me with Jennifer. He looked like he wanted to kill me. I didn't care. I used to get black eyes everyday in high school. Jennifer talked to him for 10 minutes. She kept saying she had to go, but Nolan somehow kept the conversation going. Nolan is just a player. He'll play her and throw her away once he gets in her panties. But why do I care Jennifer is just my friend.
*********
Okay! So I'm wondering if y'all can understand what's happening before Jennifer came. If you can understand what's happening, please comment and tell me what you think is happening! I'm just wondering because I'm the writer and I can understand what's happening completely, but I'm not quite sure about y'all understanding what's happening. Let me know in the comments please!! Thank you. :)
