Impulse [luke hemmings]

Chapter 2

I make my way up the steps of my apartment, swinging my keys around my finger.

"Hey Avi, how'd school go?" My mother asks, once I walk into the house.

"Fine." I say flatly, before jogging up the stairs.
It's the same thing every day. How'd school go? Fine. Okay I'll get you when dinners ready.

I could probably be nicer to her, I've just never had much of an interest in conversing.
I go down the hall, and make my way to my door, opening it. I set my bag on the floor, then rolling onto my bed. I let my pillow suffocate me until I can't breathe anymore. It's like a challenge. To see how long I can hold my breath before I can pass out.

I exhale and roll onto my back, and stare at cracked ceiling. I let my eyelids drift slowly, until they're fully shut, letting me forget about everything momentarily.

***

"Aviana." My mother knocked on my door.

"What?" I snap back.

There's a pause for a second, before she speaks again.

"Um- dinners ready." She says. I listen to her footsteps drift away, until I'm left in the silence with my own breathing.
Why can't you just let me sleep forever?
I get off of my bed, and open the door, going downstairs.

I go into the kitchen, seeing her pasta on a plate, with mine being in a tupperware bowl.

"Thanks." I mumble, and grab the container, then walking out of the kitchen. I jog up the stairs quickly and grab my bag and long board before going back down, and out the door.

As I'm shutting the door, I hear my mother say

"Be safe!" As always.

I sling the bag over my shoulder, jumping onto my board. I only live about 5 minutes out of the main city. Which means 10 minutes away from my favorite place.

I found it when I was 16. So two years ago. I would normally only go there when I was in a rough situation, and I was getting caused a lot of stress. But now it's just a regular place for me.

I rode my long board down the paved sidewalk, getting strange stares from the people passing.

Yeah I know I'm weird, no need to stare.

My hand immediately goes down to my phone, turning up my music, drowning out my thoughts even more.

I push my foot down on the pavement, making my speed increase. I slightly bump into some people, probably getting dirty looks, maybe even a rude word. But I could care less.

I round the corner, suddenly getting knocked to the ground, feeling the burn of the ground run through my body. Knees, arms, back, face. Everything burns.

I rip out my headphones angrily and look up. It's a boy, probably around 17 or 18. He reaches down to help me up, but I brush off his hands and stand up, grabbing my board.

I look at him, waiting for him to say something.

"Well?" I spit out at him

"I- uhm- uh" he stutters.

I roll my eyes
"Whatever" I mumble, adjusting my bag before putting my board down on the ground again.
As I'm rolling away, I normally wouldn't have cared, but I just couldn't shake the thought of the stuttering blue eyed boy I had left behind.

Here's chapter 2! I'll try and update as much as I can this week, since I start school again next week. Ugh. Anyways thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoy it!