My parents still haven't visited me yet. I've disrespected them and I don't have their trust. The way they look at me is different.
I'm practically dying on the inside but just keep a facade up so the nurse doesn't ask me anymore questions.
This place is scary when you're all alone. No one I know is here.
I feel ditched; when I fell asleep in the car that night I was helpless and disoriented. When I woke up the next morning I was lost and a sign showed I was 60 miles outside of town.
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My eyes are blurry from the contacts I slept with in. I look around and see nothing, just a vacant road and a dusty landscape.
'Great we're going to die just like in the movies.' my subconcious says. I just sigh and think of a way out of here. Tap tap is rapped against my window.
"Ahhhhh!" I didn't even recognize my own voice, it's too soar and raspy to even be understandable. "What has my life come to?" I think to myself.
I turn to the side and see an old man, around the age 50. He has a used toothpick in his mouth and is chomping on some tobacco on the other side of his jaw. I roll down the window partly, only so he can have room to talk, not to strangle me through the space. I may be hungover and partially high, but I still know what common sense is.
He lightly chuckles and I cringe, men are definitely not my strong suit; especially after what happened last night with.....him.
"Sweetheart, just roll down the window, I mean no harm." His voice had a slight drawl and accent, a sort of southern ting. His words don't make me comfortable and I'm still visibly stiff.
I reply, "Please, just leave me alone," My head is swarming, screaming 'ALERT!'
I try turning on my car but it just stays in park, I needed gas. I begin freaking out and start breathing heavily.
"Calm down, I have some gas if you need it?", the man gently coos. He probably thinks I'm some crazy psychopath.
'I wouldn't put it past you.' my mind cruelly responds.
I go against my own thoughts and reply with a hesitant yes.
"Thanks." I murmur. He just shakes his head gently and keeps a careful smile on his face, like I'll attack him any second.
I don't even know what I'm doing anymore so like my mind said, I wouldn't put it past myself.
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