Escaping Reality
You take a deep breath, close your eyes and let the water surround your entire body. Everything slows down, a sense of calmness engulfs you and your entire life feels pointless for a few seconds before you resurface back to the noise, the people and reality. All around you the noise becomes louder and louder and your problems become bigger and bigger. And all you want to do is just go back into the water and never come back up again. All you want to do is escape the reality you fear to face.
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The concrete was cold against my back; my eyes were wide open staring at the stars not hidden from the surrounding lights. I sat up. The infrequent faint noise of cars passed. No one noticed I wasn't home, or cared that I was sitting in the middle of the road. A tear slipped my eye and I look up to bright lights. A loud horn blew, louder as the vehicle neared. My eyes close, tears silently falling.
A moment passes, I open my eyes. The cars gone, driving away into the darkness. I get up. Tonight's not the night. I walk up the quiet street and open the door to Mum's place and back to my room. I instantly fall asleep, hoping that I never wake up.
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"Good mornin' sunshine! Tis a beautiful day, ain't it not?" the boy from next door asked awfully cheery as I had just got out the door. His bright red hair glistened in the sun, his white house adorned with wonderful bright looking flowers practically glowed. Ahh, my ever so lovely neighbours' screamed happiness.
I grinned. "Oh my heavens so it is, Adrian," I replied in an obviously fake melodic tone. Adrian gave a soft laugh. "Though what on earth have you done to your hair?" Walking up and leaning forward on his fence.
He walks down to the fence, a skip in his step, though manlier if that's possible, dodging flower beds and leans his back against it. "I heard you like guys with red hair," he winked. His pale skin in contrast to the red was indeed lovely. Adrian well in general was lovely.
"I also like guys who have brown hair too, y'know?" Looking into Adrian's deep blue eyes. "Well, it would've been nice if you told me that before my mum freaked out about this," Adrian ruffled his red hair. A laugh escaped my lips, a real laugh.
Adrian smiled sadly, "Do you ever think you could love me again?" I stared at him sadly, the atmosphere completely changed by only a few words. I gave him back the response I gave him every time he asked. "I wish I could Adrian." He was never angry at my response, only ever giving a slight nod of the head. His beautiful eyes became filled with worry. "Rachel," his voice sounded. I looked up. "Don't hurt yourself again over him, okay?" his eyes looking away. "For me," he added quietly.
I instantly look down at my wrists and hold back the tears. The memory of a few nights back was faint though vivid images of blood and hospitals came about. What I remember clearly is Adrian and my mum by my bed at the hospital. The sickly white hospital. He told me that he came over to ask me if I wanted to watch a movie and found me lying on my bedroom floor, scarlet pouring on the floor boards. He called for the emergency hospital, and screamed for my mother. He told me my mum told him about the previous incidents and when it started. He connected the dots and realised it was over Hayden. Adrian hadn't mentioned about it until now and it made me feel uneasy. His genuine worry made me hate myself even more for not loving him again. I took a deep breath and tried brushing it off. "Yea sure, Adrian, we're gonna be late. Could you give me a lift?"
He bit his lip and nodded. I hoped that he wouldn't bring it up again; he wasn't one for depressing thoughts. We slid into his dad's old car and drove to school as if what happened a few seconds ago didn't even happen.
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Two years back
"Adrian?" We were sitting in the middle of a park during the night. It was summer and it was quiet. We were eating cupcakes I made for his birthday and some icing had gotten on his nose. He looked at me and smiled, "Yea?" "There's icing on your nose," I laughed and got it off using my finger and then ate it, and giving him a small kiss on the tip of his nose. His smile grew bigger. "Gosh Rache, I thought you were going to tell me something important." I gave him a fake frown, "But I am." He looked at me, trying to tell if I was serious or not. He burst out laughing, "Babykins, icing on parts of my body that sniff, is not that important."
"Okay first of all, Babykins? Really? And second, that's not what I was talking about." I took a deep breath and looked towards down my half eaten cupcake, toying with the case. "Adrian, I think I'm falling in love with you."
Adrian leaned forward and gave me a kiss on the forehead. "Don't look so worried, because Babykins, I'm already in love with you."
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Adrian and I departed as we made our way through the school. Him, heading for his mates and me towards my locker. It was going to be a long day back after not going to school for a week. After the incident with Adrian and my mum, they thought it was best if I didn't go back to school for a bit. They rang the school and told them I had caught a virus, which is a better excuse than the last time this happened. I didn't mind, as long as no one at school found out, especially Hayden.
I headed to my locker, sleeves from my jumper pulled down. I watched the high school scene around me unravel, no one noticing me. Not since Hayden and I broke up anyway. Juniors were talking about a new movie starring the current teen heartthrob. The bunch grade 10 girls' were selling chocolates for fundraiser for their formal to a group of guys and discussing something shoes. And the seniors were talking about the perfect couple in our grade. Of course I wouldn't escape the constant gossip about Hayden and Lacey.
Biting my lip to stop the tears, I continued to walk silently. I had finally approached my locker, but only to see Hayden leaning against it, a smirk playing at his lips. He looks at me with his hazel eyes. Too stunned by his appearance, no emotions pass through me. His smooth, deep voice fills the hallway. "Long time no see, how've you been?"
A/N:
It's close to 2am here but the idea just came to me. I'm not much of a story writer, but I've always wanted to be so I really hope you like it. Should I continue? Reviews good or bad are extremely welcome!