Love Is The Movement 2

James ~*1

I’m so confused.2

That’s it, that’s all. I’m just not sure about Emily, I mean, she’s beautiful, she really is, she’s one of the most beautiful girls I’ve ever seen in my life. The thing is though, I don’t want to get hurt again, and it’s like setting myself up for failure. Because I know that we’re just not going to work out, I just know that she's going to break my heart again, like all of the other times.3

But then again, there is the chance that maybe this time we would work out, and maybe this time really will be forever, like she said. Maybe this time we’ll be together for years, then go off to college and get married and have kids. 4

But the probability is that she’ll break my heart, since she's done it 3 times already a 4th wouldn’t really be a surprise.5

“Gah,” I groaned, getting up from my bed and fisting my hair, I didn’t want to think about Emily anymore. 6

I need to go somewhere, do something, and get out of this freaking deathtrap called a ‘home’. 7

I pulled on the first things I saw, grabbed my keys and left, not bothering to call anybody, tonight I needed to be alone.8

As I stepped outside my house, I heard my parents yelling, then the unfortunately familiar noises of my father beating my mom. Life fucking sucks man.9

But I don’t really know why she’d put up with that, he hits her, why the hell hasn’t she left him yet? It’d sure make life hella easier. My father’s a bastard, he really is. He’s a drunk, cheating, lying, abusive bastard. I don’t know what attracted my mother to him in the first place since he’s got more hair on his back than on his head. The only things that I’m glad I got from him are my eyes, and that’s it.10

I was so lost in my thoughts that I bumped into somebody, knocking then down to the ground rather hard.11

“Oh shit, sorry man, I didn’t see you,” I said, helping them up. I was a little shocked to see Eric standing before me, his arms wrapped around himself protectively.12

“Hey! Eric what are you doing here? It’s nice to see you,” I said, half smiling, “it’s kind of weird though, gotta say.13

“Yea it’s pretty weird for me too. I got my meds, so I decided to take a walk. Where do you live?” I turned, pointing out my house to him, and watching him nod.14

“What about you? Where’d you move to?” He looked behind him, shrugging as a smile spread over his face.15

“I don’t know, I’m pretty lost. I’ve been wondering around for what feels like hours now,” he said, laughing nervously.16

“Do you at least know what street you live on? Cause I can probably help you get back there,” I said, looking him up and down, finding myself wondering what he looked like underneath all of his clothes.17

“Uh, Raymond drive? You know where that is?” I noticed that he wasn’t blushing and he wasn’t as fidgety as he was before.18

“Yea, it’s not too far, maybe 15 minutes? You seem a lot calmer than at school, by the way,” I said as I flashed him another one of my half smiles.19

“Yea, I finally got my meds,” he said laughing nervously, “I feel so much better now, I can’t even explain it.”20

“You look it,” I responded, starting to walk in the direction of his house, “come on, it’s this way.”21