I'm Not Insane. Just Not Insane

What Am I Doing?

I dunno guys, I dont think Ill right anymore.. I probably will though.. I dont want to, but what else am I gonna do? Eheh.... Merpy. Whatever guys. Ill write you a chapter now anyways.  Because Im bored and thats how I rol

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What Am I Doing? [Chapter whatever number]

Ella’s P.O.V.

I laid in one of the benches, waiting with Kate.  We were here for about 3 hours now, and tired.  One of the doctors came in for Kate, which left me here.  Kate came back in about 15 minutes, grabbing her purse from the bench.

“We are gonna go home now, Xavier has to get surgery and,” She paused swallowing her spit, “I don’t know about your father.”

I stood up, and knotted, understanding what she means.  We awkwardly walked to the car, no one speaking a word.  We pasted the houses one by one, down our street, until we got to our house.  Kate turned into the driveway, looking at the garage.  I turned my head towards the window, and saw Matt’s face through one of their windows.  Slowly, I got out of the car, and ran into the house.  I don’t need any attention right now.

Kate and I went into the kitchen to make some dinner.  It was really quiet though, no one really talked or anything.  Kate turned on the T.V., and put on the news.  My head perked up to the sound of one of the people talking, “And I’m here in Delta, reporting a crash.  An innocent driver was hit by a man that ran a red light.  The driver and one of the passengers are severely injured.”  I looked down at the table, feeling my eyes watering.  Everything was a blur.  I ran upstairs, and locked my door.  I couldn’t handle it.  I just couldn’t.

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Matt’s P.O.V.

What the hell happened?  I sat in the living room, munching down on some chips.  Why was she crying?  I was kinda worried about Ella, since she’s all delicate and all.  The news popped up, with the 11’o clock news.  “A car accident had happened in the mid afternoon.  A driver was hit by a man who ran a red light.  The driver that was hit, had a passenger with him, that seemed to be the age of 5.  They are both in critical condition.”  I sat there for a moment.  That couldn’t be her dad and Xavier.. It just couldn’t.  I slowly went up to my room, and looked through the window.  I saw a shadow, just a shadow.

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Ella’s P.O.V.

“Yeah bro, wanna chill?” I asked one of my friends over the phone. “Cool cool, I’ll bring 20, ight?”

I hung up the phone, and ran into the bathroom.  I had to fix my hair and makeup.  While putting on my shirt, my phone rang.  Zack.  Slowly, I grabbed my phone, and answered it.

“Hello?” My voice was cold and flat.

“Hey! I heard you’re gonna be with Bryan tonight!” His sounded blasted.  “Well if you are, you should come over!  We gettin high as fuckk!”

“Okay, cool I’ll see,” And with that I hung up.

I finished getting ready, and I grabbed a 20 out of my jar.  Slowly, I ran down the stairs, and found Kate sliding her shoes on.

“Are you going out?” She asked wiping her eyes.

Should I lie? Naw, she’ll notice. “Uh, yeah.  I mean is that okay?”  I asked quietly.

She stared at me for a minute, “Uh yeah, do you want a ride?”

“No thanks, I’m gonna get picked up, but thanks,” I turned into the kitchen, and heard the door slam shut.  Someone’s angry. 

I just chilled around for 15 minutes, until I heard a knock.  Who the fuck would that be?  Bryan would have texted me…  Slowly, I walked to the door, and opened it.  It was Matt.  Just then, Bryan texted me.

“Get yo ass out here fool!” I laughed, oh Bryan.  I looked up at Matt, and sighed. “I need to go, I’ll see you later.”  I pushed him out of my way, and slammed the door shut.

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Matt’s P.O.V.

I stood there, watching her walk over to this car.  All I hear are wolf whistles and laughing.  Is she really?  I stood there for a minute, thinking, thinking about what she is doing right now.  No, she wouldn’t.  She couldn’t.  I stalked over to my house, and ran upstairs.  It looked like Bryan’s car.  Bryan and her, are in the same car together-if that’s Bryan.  Bryan is a dumbass pothead.  You might be asking yourself how I know Bryan-if that is Bryan.  Well here you are.

~WHAT ARE YOU DOING FLASHBACK~

“Common Matt!” Bryan yelled, holding a blunt. “Just try it!”

I looked at him, and sighed.  Grabbing the blunt, I took a deep breath in, and tried smoking it.  I held it in for as long as I could, and coughed it out.

“Damn!” Bryan and his friend laughed. “We gotta teach him!”

We sat there for a few hours, smoking.  It became a weekly thing.  Then a daily thing.  I was addicted.  I couldn’t stop.  Bringing it to school, smoking during school.  I couldn’t just stop.  But, then I got caught.  Expelled from that school, and all the other schools in the town.  I was a disappointment to my mom, and everyone else.  Everyone knew me as the ‘druggie’ and what not.  I was sent to rehab for 3 months, having no contact with friends, family, or my weed buddies.  Once I left rehab, we moved.  Moved here, and he’s back.

~OH MATT! FLASHBACK END~

I sat there, shocked and confused.  How would Ella know him?

Ella’s P.O.V.

“If you want,” I paused, clearing my throat, “Zack invited us to his crib, but I dunno if you want to go or not.”

Bryan stared at me for a minute.  Straightest face ever, “Naw I don’t wanna smoke with that niggah, he be stainin me all the time.”  I sat there, chill as ever, going to get some kush to smoke.

We parked his car, at his house, and walked over to our drug dealer’s place.  I chilled outside, while Bryan went inside with him.  He came back a few minutes later, smiling.  We walked to this abandoned house, laughing our asses off.  We were talking about random stuff, then we started smoking.

“Hey Ella?” I looked up to a blasted Bryan.

“Huh?”

“Why did you stop smoking, and chillin with me?”  Bryan asked, rolling another blunt.

I sighed, and put down the bowl, “I dunno, just the fact that I had to take care of Xavier.”

Bryan looked up, “Light me bro, and how’s that little boy doing? I haven’t seen his little ass in ages!  How old is he again?”

I broke inside.  I grabbed his phone and put the light on the blunt.  “Oh, Xavier, he’s 5,” I looked down at the ground.” Xavier is in the hospital.” I choked out the last words.

Bryan looked up at me, “Hold up, hold up, hold up, he’s in the hospital?” Bryan’s eyes got big.  “What the fuck happened?”

He finished rolling the blunt, and I told him what happened to Xavier, while we smoked.  He seemed to understand what I was talking about even though we were both gone.  He decided to change the subject, since he saw how I was acting.

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Where the fuck am I?  My head was pounding, and Bryan was next to me passed out on the floor.  The floor to who’s house though?

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SMOKING IS NOT GOOD.  I DO NOT VALUE SMOKING, AND I DO NOT THINK YOU PEOPLE SHOULD SMOKE!

~Vixz~