Forever Scarred
By mistake I named the first part fovre scared, but it is really Forever Scarred. I hope you enjoy it! Please comment!
The light turn greens along with my face. I take a deep breathe and push down my Jeeps gas pedal. My newly scarred hand rests on the steering wheel. I look at the deep scarlet line from my wrist to my elbow. Remembering the sound, the feeling, the moment. The sound of a horn honking, makes me jump back to the peasant. A red comfortable BMW flies by me as the driver throws the middle finger in the air, just for me. Nice. I smile. the people here in Newport are so nice, aren't they? I must say, one thing I will miss about Newport, is the whether. The sun beating down on my shoulders and warming my scalp. Mmm. I love this kinda of day, a nice 76 degrees.
Newport is treating me to a nice day for my farewell to my old life. Portland Oragan is where I will be "starting over" as my older brother Seth says. I love my brother to death. Even though he is six years older then me, he is my best friend. He escaped Newport, and Mother when he was seven teen, a year older then I am now. I was nine, but I remember that day perfectly. Him crying into my shoulder, saying how much he wanted to take me with him. How much he would miss me and shit. I also remember Mother yanking me away from him, like he was infected or something. Seth hasn't talked to Mother, since. Now Seth would be taking me in. My navigation system speaks." you are now leaving Newport Beach California" I take a deep breath of cool air in "forever" I breathe out. Three bathroom stops, one fast food drive through and fourteen hours later, I finally arrive. 470 Norberry Ave. Its five in the morning and yet there sitting in a lawn chair and the drive way, is Seth. Wearing that huge goofy smile I have missed so much.
"And there she is! Shit Macie look at you! your just so...so"
"old?" I suggest.
He laughs and shakes his head, "Come on Bug, lets go inside,ill show you your room"
I smile wide when I hear him call me my old nick name. Bug because of the fact that my eye used to be way to big for my head. Haha yeah, I no. It's lame. But I love it. So much.
Newport is treating me to a nice day for my farewell to my old life. Portland Oragan is where I will be "starting over" as my older brother Seth says. I love my brother to death. Even though he is six years older then me, he is my best friend. He escaped Newport, and Mother when he was seven teen, a year older then I am now. I was nine, but I remember that day perfectly. Him crying into my shoulder, saying how much he wanted to take me with him. How much he would miss me and shit. I also remember Mother yanking me away from him, like he was infected or something. Seth hasn't talked to Mother, since. Now Seth would be taking me in. My navigation system speaks." you are now leaving Newport Beach California" I take a deep breath of cool air in "forever" I breathe out. Three bathroom stops, one fast food drive through and fourteen hours later, I finally arrive. 470 Norberry Ave. Its five in the morning and yet there sitting in a lawn chair and the drive way, is Seth. Wearing that huge goofy smile I have missed so much.
"And there she is! Shit Macie look at you! your just so...so"
"old?" I suggest.
He laughs and shakes his head, "Come on Bug, lets go inside,ill show you your room"
I smile wide when I hear him call me my old nick name. Bug because of the fact that my eye used to be way to big for my head. Haha yeah, I no. It's lame. But I love it. So much.
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