Gibson2014
21 artist writer reader crafter. Just trying to better my writing and get back into writing more ☺️
Gibson2014
21 artist writer reader crafter. Just trying to better my writing and get back into writing more ☺️
21 artist writer reader crafter. Just trying to better my writing and get back into writing more ☺️
21 artist writer reader crafter. Just trying to better my writing and get back into writing more ☺️
I remembered when I had gotten the call that night. I had rushed to get my clothes on, practically ran out of the house with nothing but a robe and my slippers. I had cried the whole way there praying god not to take you away from me. The tears had burned my eyes and it made it hard to see the road. The waiting room was depressing and cold. The tv in the background played the news which was just a reminder of how shitty the world already was. The chair I sat in was uncomfortable but I sat in it for three days for you. The doctor had told me that you couldn’t breathe on your own and I began to cry again. They had finally let me into your room but you were nothing but machine and tubes. Nothing but the outer shell of the man I had fell in love with. Your bright blue eyes were closed. Your perfectly tanned skin covered in scars and bandages and your big goofy smile just remained a straight line. You died six hours later and my world collapsed from underneath of me. After your funeral I couldn’t face going home alone so I didn’t. Your family had welcomed me with open arms and I the only way I could sleep was next to your little sister who needed me just as much as I needed her. It took me weeks to get the courage to go home. I wanted to believe I was going to go home to the smell of you in the kitchen making dinner but instead I’d be going home to the ghost of you. The key they’d given me still fit the lock, but the house no longer felt like home.
I woke up to the sound of a semi truck blaring its horn. The light of the sun outside gleamed into the back of the car I was lying in. My hand shot up covering my eyes as the squinted open. My head was a throbbing train wreck from the night before. Flashes from the bar light and all the alcohol glasses pourd into my memory. I looked up to the front to see some random lady in the driver seat. “Excuse me? Who are you?” The lady flashed me a smile, “Oh good you’re awake!” “Where are you taking me?” She shrugged her shoulders, “You handed me a lot of money last night asking me to take you as far as the cash would allow.” “I did?” She nodded and began to drive once more as I sat in the back seat. My head still pounded but a new thought creeped back into my head from the night before. I had ruined everything. I had done the things to him that I told him I would never do and then I bolted out the door. I don’t know why I always runaway but it killed me that I did. The thoughts made me want to drink again or just to do anything to keep my mind off of it. I searched my bag for something, anything, when I pulled out a bag of pills. I sat in the back of the black car as I swallowed the pill and waited for the effect to kick in. The lady in the front sped up and turned on the radio as the Beatles blasted through the speakers. She turned onto the 101 highway out of the small town we were driving through. The Beatles music faded into the background along with the thoughts in my mind, all I could think about was the tingling sensation of my skin and how light my body was feeling. I leaned my head back on the seat and closed my eyes. I drifted back off to sleep thinking about how much of a coward I was for running away from my problems. I knew that what the two of us had was special but I always mess it up when things get good. When I woke back up It was dark out, the only light illuminating off of passing buildings and street lamps. The time blurred together as my body still felt numb but somehow I felt at peace as I watched the people that we passed. We got to my destination the next day and as I stepped out of the car leaving my old life behind I told myself I would stop running away but I knew that was a lie.