Anger filled my room as I slammed my door shut. Flinging myself on my bed. I screamed and threw things as my mom and dad yelled at me through my shut door
“I HATE YOU GO AWAY” I yelled at them as my eyes filled with tears.
after a long minute or two they finally left. Leaving me alone, as I asked. Sitting on my bed I get really pissed just thinking about there ignorance. I reach over into my desk drawer and pulled out my razor. Shoving the towel in my mouth I slowly slide the blade down my wrist. As I sit and clench my jaw and watch the blood flow. All the pain my parents give me they just don’t see. What they are truly doing to me inside. I’m rotting away. Waking up I look at the clock 6:47. I stretch, rub my eyes lean forward, yawn a couple times then lay back down. I finally get up get dressed in something that’s laying on the floor. I hear my mom in the bathroom as I start to open my door.
“good morning dear” she says as last night was nothing.
“I’m late” I yell as I run out the front door, and head for Alex’s car I open the door to his white dodge. I hop in
“hey” He says in his muscular voice
“hey” I drag the seat belt over my head it snaps in place
“what happened to your arm?” his eyebrow goes up I look away
“Nothing I just hit it on something last night” I look out my window as he starts to drive off.
“that doesn’t look like you snagged it”
“look, it doesn’t matter okay”
“ I’m worried about you, you’ve been acting strange since you came back”
I ignore him and turn the music up. He reaches forward and turns it back down.
“ Don’t ignore me, listen I’ve known you as long as I can remember” blah blah blah that’s when I spaced him out. What dose he know he gets to see the good side of my parents. HE tries to act like a big brother to me, He’s not it would be awkward if it was though. I have known him for as long as forever. I have to admit I love the way he tries to protect me it makes me feel special. When I look up Alex is looking for a parking spot. Pulling in he takes the keys out of the ignition and grabs his backpack. I glare at him waiting to catch his eyes. He looks straight at me when I start to say
“I’m sorry okay. . . Its just I had another fight with my parents and” he cuts me off
“Did you cut yourself again?” I simply nod my head
“Freaking ‘a’ Evie isn’t that the reason you left? didn’t you go there to stop all this?”
My eyes start to water after I realize how pissed he was. My head falls and start to walk away.
“look I’m sorry I didn’t mean to yell at you”
He grabs my arm so softly so he can catch up with me. He scans my arm and shakes his head “why” his voice is a whisper. I jerk my arm away, even speed up a little.
My day was extremely boring. My first hour took forever to end, second hour I didn’t do anything, third hour I don’t even know what my third hour class is, and the rest were just long. I shut my locker to find Alex walking up toward me with a huge grin on his face. We walk side by side out the door.
“were not going straight home” he tosses me his cell phone “call your mom tell her were going to hang out at the library for an hour or two”
I lift an eyebrow “ library?”
“ not really but just call her”
I dial the number listen to it ring then get her machine as I shove my stuff in the trunk
“Hey mom I’m going to the library after school today to work on a project Its for school you can yell at me for it when I get home bye” I hang up, throw the phone back to Alex. Pull the seatbelt over my head listen to it snap I look at Alex “so where are we going?”
“my favorite place in the world”
“cool”
“ listen I know you don’t want to hear this, but I’m going to tell you anyway” Blah I don’t care
“I really car about you, and I wish that you wouldn’t hurt yourself” his eyes wonder to me as we come to a stoplight
“I want the best for you, But only you can help yourself” I roll my eyes like I don’t hear that enough
“I’m almost done” he giggles “I’ve known you my whole life so I’m going to watch out for you, its like my job. I remember when we were 9 and 11 I think and you asked me it would always be there for you. I promised I would so I will” I hate the way he replies ot me as his little sister. Maybe I don’t want to be his little sister maybe I want to be his girlfriend. That bugs me as I realized he turned the car off.
“were here” He smiles “ I really hope that you understand that I” He pauses and sighs “ I’ll do anything you need, want or whatever”
Opening the door I step out. He walks over to me and shows me the way to the most beautiful place. It has a really green, soft patch of grass. When sitting on that patch you can see the whole town. He sits down and I follow. Sitting on the ground is a notebook, of course I open it and start to read it. It seems to be like poetry.
“The blood dripped down
I went to far
As I look at my arm
I remember the faces”
That’s all I read before Alex ripped it for my grip. All I can do is look at him as he holds it tight. “is that yours?” that poem repeats in my head like a heart beat or breath something.
“its from a long time ago” He looks at the floor then finally looks at me “ I know how it feels Evie” His eyes start to glisten I’ve never seen him like this before. He has always been the big tough guy that nothing can make him cry. I was wrong.
“why didn’t you ever tell me? You’re a tough guy I always thought you were so happy you were when ever we hung out.”
“ I didn’t think you would understand I never cut myself but when I found out you did” He shakes his head “ I wrote that poem for you it reminded me of you while you were gone” He tries to smile but it doesn’t really work without realizing what I’m doing I lean over toward him and hug him, his arms bind around me squeezing me so hard.
“Don’t worry about me, I have my problems so just let me deal them out, I would rather you be happy then worrying about me. your perfect to me I don’t want to drag you down”
He’s eyes seem like there smoldering me
“why would you think I was perfect??” his eyebrow raises when he asks. His face seems to be only inches from mine
“I don’t know its just when were little you always seemed like you had it all and your parents were proud of you and you were always happy” I sigh “ I love your parents they treat me better then my own how come you care so much for me?”
“we better get going” He stands up and wipes himself down then puts his hand out to me. I stare at this then grab it.
“Thanks for showing me this place its really cool”
“no problem, you just cant go tell everyone” He gives me an evil smile
When he sits in his car he just stares blankly out the window “ Do you remember when we were like 10 and id always sneak out and come over to your house late at night during the summer?”
I think back and try to remember Alex when he was 10 sneaking into my room so we can watch movies. Those were fun times
“Ya” I sighed “ ya, you would come watch movies with me but, Its not like it was that far you had to come from next door and all” His lips curl into a smile
“what is wrongs?” He hesitates as he stops in front of my house
“nothing”
“you can come inside if you would like I wouldn’t mind, my moms not home so it should be okay”
“sure”
We both step out of his car and walk side by side up to my front door I twist the knob and let us in. I put my back pack and stuff by the door. He follows and dose the same. I lead him up to my room. He looks around and nods his head as he looks at my 7 pixie posters, the crow poster on my ceiling and my bed in the middle of the floor. Its been a while since he’s be in my room. I flop down on my bed and close my eyes. He lays down next to me staring straight up at the ceiling. “just the same” I whisper.
“what?” he asks as he plays with my blanket.
“just remembering what it was like when we were 10” I grab my remote and turn on my Television. Flipping through the cannels I hear my mom open the front door. My eyes find alex as he jumps off my bed and takes his phone out of his pocket to check the time
“I better get going, I’ll uh call you later?”
“Cant talk on the phone I’m grounded”
“well here take my cell and ill call you on it later” He throws it at me
My eyebrow goes up “ You sure, wont your mom get mad?”
“Ah who cares she loves you I don’t think she’ll mind and as long as u don’t delete anything on it I trust you” He turns around and walks out of my room leaving me speechless. He and my mom talk before I hear him leave. I get up grab all my black clothes that are lying on the floor pick them up and put them in the basket carry it down to the laundry room AS I walk up to my room I think about what Alex had said about always being there for me when I need him the most. Then my mom comes up behind me and starts to yell at me for going to the library I block her out of my life shut my door and pretend she doesn’t even exits. It seems like she talks forever. I’m leaning up against my wall trying to think of something to do because I’m so bored. When I glance up at the clock it says 4:47 I close my eyes in attempt to take a nap. Just as I Shut my eyes Alex’s phone rings his caller Id says “Jared calling”
I anwser it.
“hello?”
“hey it’s Jared did I get the wrong number?”
“ no, he left his phone at my house”
“ Evie?”
“ ya?”
“ well when you next talk to him will you please tell him that I called?”
“okay will do”
“thanks bye”
“bye Jared”
“Evie wait”
“What?”
“ are you and Alex a thing yet?”
“What do you mean?”
“never mind bye”
Jared hung up leaving me confused. What dose he mean are we a thing yet? Are we supposed to be a thing? Dose Alex want to be a thing? I’ll just have to ask Alex about that later. His phone starts to ring again yet this time it says “home calling”
“Hi”
“Hi what is up?”
“Nothing much just doing some laundry”
“ oh yeah well my moms not to happy about you having my phone so”
“ I told you”
“ shut up, But is it okay if I come over later to get it?”
“ actually can I walk it over to you, you only live a couple blocks away”
“ only if you want to walk that far I could just come over later and get it”
“ please I need the fresh air.”
“ okay ill see you in a couple a minutes.”
“later”
I don’t eve ask my mom if I can go I just start to put on my 3 year old colored on d.c shoes, pull my black pants over them, grab my black zip up jacket and pull it over my ripped up Mudvayne shirt. I nearly ran out the front door outside. On my walk over to his house I see two little kids playing up high in a tree fort it reminds me of Alex and I tree fort. Alex lived next door to me since I was 3 he moved just recently. Its only a block away now. When I walk up to his house he is sitting on the swing in his front patio. I open the gate smile then head up the path to him. Hes wearing his levi jeans, with his green shirt. He always like color and I was always into the black. My hand slides into my pocket and grabs the phone. I toss it at him nearly hitting him in the head.
“thanks”
I start to walk away
“wait Evie want to sit down with me for a few miniutes?”
“sure”
I walk back and sit down next to him on the swing, its silent at first before he starts to talk
“ You know Evie you have changed a lot since you came back”
I glare at him demanding that he go on
“Like you haven’t?”
“I used to really like hanging out with you before you turned all goth, with the black clothes and such, I don’t know how bad it is at your house but you need to move on, stop living in the dark”
That instantly pisses me off , so I stand up, start to walk out the gate not even looking back at him.” I’m not gothic” I mumble I have nearly passed three house now. He runs up behind me and grabs my arm fiercely Forcing me to face him. His grip is strong and I almost want to cry my arm really hurts. He starts to say something to me but I cant make out any words. My head goes lightheaded and I feel really sick. Next thing I know I’m in his arms on my way to his room. My arm hurts I lean up, rub it, then look around. I ywan then find Alex watching Television in his desk chair.
“ what happened?”
“we got in a fight I grabbed your arm and you started wigging out. So I picked you up and took you to my room so you could rest.”
“ oh yeah you talk in your sleep” he starts to laugh a little
“ no I don’t shut up”
“ yes you do” he winked at me
“ what did I say?” now I’m sort of pissed he looks at me with a blank face.
“ you said you. . .you . . . You want to be something more then friends with me”
Redness fills my cheeks as my eyes wonder to the floor. It grows quiet theres nothing to say.

it.needs.editing...its.kinda.draggy...make.it.short.and.sweet.

also,im.not.seeing.something.thats.YOU...im.seeing.something.that.could./be.written.by.anyone.

put.more/YOU.in.it.

other.than.that,i.enjoyed.the.plot.


more.

okay so if i just make it a little shorter and put more of my own personalitly into it then it will work? thanx for the advice