Published by Nicole Moore at Shakespir
Copyright 2017 Nicole Moore
Published by Nicole Moore at Shakespir
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Mistakes of my youth
Two minutes in heaven
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I don’t want to be here anymore. This sleepy town is so predictable, and maybe I would be able to live in it if I wanted to stay lost forever. Being in this car the only thing I have that’s truly mine in this world, I search for reasons to stay. It looks like any other small town from the outside but I live in it.
What about that time I had my first kiss right out here on this street under the streetlight. A little further down from my house so my mother wouldn’t catch us. In front of one of the other houses that look all the same, beige and boring. That memory seems so far away. Just like all the others they don’t matter now.
If I stay here, I’ll die.
If I go maybe I’ll have a chance, all I need is a chance at a beautiful life. I do this at least once a week but this time my bags are packed. My only concern is how far can this car really get me? It’s in decent shape, just under a hundred thousand miles on it. It will at least get me out of state.
I’m fading away, everyday I question who I am now. I didn’t used to but somehow I got stuck in this life that’s standing still. I’m in the same place I was five years ago when I was sixteen. I’m going nowhere fast.
“Hello,” I said. Answering my phone.
“Get out of the car,” Alec said.
Alec is the closet thing I’ve ever had to a boyfriend. He is my person, my best friend, and practically my only friend.
“I can’t stay.”
“What are you going to do if you go? Where will you go? I get you don’t want to stay here forever but you have to have a plan,” he said.
“There’s nothing here except a few old moments that leave a bitter taste in my mouth.”
“You’re not thinking straight. Have you been taking your medicine?” asked Alec.
“I’m fine,” I said. I can feel numb without anxiety and anti depression medicine running through my veins.
I stopped taking all my medicine. All it does is numb my thoughts. It tries to make this place better but it stopped working. Maybe I stopped working.
“Thank you for caring about me Alec,” I said. Hanging up the phone before he could say anything else.
It’s this or suicide. It just can’t stay like this. Something else has got to give. I’ve given enough. Just as easy as I got in the car I started it. Deep breath, and just like that I’m driving.
“Stop!” my dad said. The voice is becoming fainter and fainter as I drive.
As I reach the corner sirens flash in every direction. All of a sudden there is a swarm of ambulance’s and police cars surrounding me. As soon as I am forced to stop my car someone is trying to grab me out of it.
“Stop!” I said.
“Hanna, its going to be okay just calm down. We need you to calm down,” said the bigger of the two men.
“Your father and Alec sent us. It’s going to be ok,” Said the other guy.
“Han, just relax everything is going to be okay,” said my dad running up the street to get to me.
This is happening. The guys just strapped me into the ambulance, my father beside me.
“I can’t do this anymore Jake. We keep messing up,” I said.
“We’re fine,” said Jake.
“You’re not fine. You’re married and maybe that means I’m not fine too but we can’t keep doing this. Just tell your son to stay away from my daughter,” I said.
“You mean my daughter?”
“We don’t know that for sure, ” I said getting up ready to leave the seedy motel.
“They can never know Allie,” he said grabbing my arm and turning me around to make me stay.
“Don’t you think I know that? And not because of your precious millions, it would ruin to many lives at this point. And how about you tell your wife to stay away from my daughter. Before I do have a test done and take you for a few of those millions.”
“You don’t even know for sure,” said Jake.
“I like the odds,” I said.
“How do we tell our kids they cant date each other? They’re seventeen. They’ll do what they want.”
“You. I said you tell your son.”
We always have to have our little encounters in motels rooms. Usually the seedy ones where no one dared to look for us. They’re admittedly usually more fun than this. And usually they don’t have a double bed, but this trip isn’t about sex.
“How the hell do you expect me to do that? Should I tie him to chair Allie? You’re being crazy,” said Jake
I cant lie I really don’t care how he explains any of this to anyone. He just needs to do it.
“Oh and I have the papers,” he said.
“And how will I explain them to her?”
“The same way you want me to tell my son whom he can and can’t date,” said Jake.
“She will want to know why she’s signing papers saying she can never sue you or your family. You’re asking me to have her sign papers saying if she slips and falls on your property that it’s not your fault. Anything can happen Jake,” I said.
“You know that’s not why she would be signing.”
“She wont,” I said.
How can I sleep with a person that is not only married but if he has a daughter wants nothing to do with her? It’s the poor decisions of teenage Allie that has me in this situation. That’s one lesson I will teach my daughter, don’t fall into the trap of falling in love with the rich guy. He will more than likely marry the rich girl.
“I’ll get her to sign. Even if she is your daughter she’s not your daughter,” I said.
“You are right. That would be your husband. Don’t make it seem like I’m the bad one here. We’ve both made mistakes.”
“My only mistake was falling love with you. Talk to him,” I said grabbing the papers out of his bag.
“He probably wont listen,” said Jake.
“Make him,” I said walking out of the room. This is the last time I will make this exit. I’ve said it before but this is the first time I know that I mean it.
If anything he is getting off easy. ‘Stay away from that girl or maybe I’ll take your trust fund away’ is probably going to go a lot better than explaining these papers. She’ll probably put it all together one day. And for that I’m the most sorry.
I over think everything. I used to want to please other people, even at the expense of my own happiness. A lot has changed since I was that girl. Lives lost and bloodshed.
“So was it worth it?” Asked Jess, my only friend.
“Ask me in a few days,” I said.
Jess is always so curious about my life, as if it was even exciting. So I probably embellish a few details sometimes. But isn’t that what people do whose life is anything but exciting?
“I’m guessing Sean hasn’t heard anything yet?” asked Jess.
She has so many questions today but I can’t deny her anything. She’s my person.
“I haven’t told anyone yet.”
“Sean is going to lose it.”
“If Sean ever knows. Just give me a few days,” I said.
The problem is I dated Sean for two years and he just ended things one day. Poof and it was over. It happened so fast and I was the last person to know. He broke up with me without telling me. Now here it is a year later no friendship or friendship with most of his other friends. And I’m okay with that; I’ve got thick skin. I will give Sean credit for at least being ‘human’ to me, I guess that is the best way to put it. Everyone else I used to spend all my time with now treats me like I have the plague. And the not so witty, witty comments they make don’t hurt as much as they once did. I could care less now. I got tough. I didn’t have any other choice.
Fun fact his best friend Jason used to be the worst offender. The ultimate jackass, once he flattened my tire in the student parking lot. On the other hand I drove over his surfboard with my car. The list of things Jason and I have done to each other is infinite. So I was just as surprised as anyone would be when I kissed him.
“How did this happen?” asked Jess.
She’s one of my only friends and defiantly the only one I’m going to gossip about a boy to. When everyone else choose to stick with Sean she decided to stick with me, well kind of. They all actually still love her, but I’m not exactly welcome at their lunch table.
“Well he sort of followed me, and I think he thinks I was in trouble and was trying to save me.”
“Save you from?”
“I was taking pictures of a motel admittedly in a bad part of town, I probably shouldn’t have been there alone,” I said. This motel has a really creepy look and I needed the pictures for a photography class project.
“Well he super saved you didn’t he?”
“Shut up! I don’t know what happened.”
I do not know what happened. I saw him come in and think something bad was happening to me. And I saw him care. No one would be more surprised at that than I was. After some ‘I didn’t need you to save me’ and ‘that guy was following you’ argument I thanked him for caring. Then when I should have left I stood on my tiptoes and lightly kissed his lips. Instantly, I tried to run away but he grabbed my arm and super kissed me. Then after about a minute of making out at this seedy motel I literally run away. I did look back and there he was just standing there, looking just as surprised and shocked as I felt. We haven’t talked since but if he wants to pretend our two minutes in heaven didn’t happen, fine I’m okay with that.
“Why are you siting here?” I said.
Lunchtime is usually a private time for me.
“They way I see if I can sit with the people who laugh at other people or I can sit with the blonde girl who cut the kid who was ducked tapped to the flag pole down.” Said the random guy.
“Your new.” I said
“Just transferred back Norah.”
“And your name is?”
“I didn’t say you could sit here Shane,” I said. Then he gets up to leave.
“Wait, of course you can sit here,” I said.
It is very obviously he’s new, maybe not new, new but new. He probably remembers my glory days when I was one of them. One of the “oh my gosh party this weekend” “Allie’s place or Dave’s?” That girl is long dead.
“Don’t thank me yet. You don’t want to sit here.”
“I’ve heard what they say about you.”
“Don’t believe everything you hear,” I said.
People say a lot of things about me. Most of it not true but people believe what they want. And all of Sean’s friends my old friends have a way of making people believe what they say.
I honestly prefer to be alone. I’ve had the whole friend group thing and it didn’t end well. But if he wants to sit here until he makes new friends, fine with me.
“Don’t worry I don’t”
As Sean’s friends walk past my lunch table I’m able to hear some of the things they say.
“Look Its your obsessed ex, maybe you should grace her with your presence,” said Alec.
Then to my surprise I also hear “leave it”. Normally it would be Jess defending me over there but this time it was Jason.
“I have to go,” I said.
I mean I’m not at all surprised by Alec’s comment upon the many rumor’s there are the obsession ones, which I’ve heard the most about. To my utter shock, and complete disbelief, it’s what Jason said.
I was perfectly fine pretending that our little kiss didn’t happen. But now he’s defending me in public, which makes it impossible. I know I’m not the only one who noticed that. I could obsess over this thing with Jason like most teenage girls would, but most teenage girls are slightly different than me. I grew up fast because I had too just like I got tough because I had to. My parents left when I was ten and since then I’ve lived with my uncle Ray. Things have been difficult since I can remember. We’ve had money problems, he works a crappy job just to try and be able to support us, life happened for me early. That’s why I was shocked when the rich popular kids ever wanted to be friends with me. I think it made it even more heartbreaking the way it all ended, but I’m a lot stronger now.
In the student parking lot parked next to my barley running Saturn Vue, is Jason’s yellow hummer. Good, now I can figure out what’s going on. So I wait. I wait until all the cars leave and go home. I wait until I’m almost sure he got another ride home. He has to be one of the last people to leave school today.
“Hello,” said Jason.
“What was that about?” I asked walking to meet him in the middle of the student parking lot.
“I’m confused,” he said as he continues to walk to his car.
“You defended me at lunch today,”
“And most people would say thank you,” he said.
“I’m not most people,” I said leaning on my car. Then Jason matched my movement and leaned on his car facing me.
“What is this?” I said.
“We haven’t figured that out yet. You know you don’t have to have all the answers right away,” he said.
No, but this is a tense situation,” I said.
“Easy its wont be, but we’ll figure out. I’ve always said you need to practice your art of chill.”
“Maybe that’s something you could teach me.”
“I’d like that. Everything will fall into place. We have to see if this is something that we need to tell Sean about before we even think about telling him.”
“I agree,” I said.
“I’m glad you finally acknowledged our two minutes in heaven. I was staring to think it was one sided,”
“I think I was just scared, I still am. But I can’t ignore things that scare me. Right now this is the only thing that scares me”
Jason scares me. The idea of falling for Jason scares me. Everything that’s going to change because of this scares me. I don’t even think he knows what he’s getting into. I can’t forgive and forget all the things his friends have done to me this past year. I’m not built that way. Before any of that, Jason’s right, we need to see if it’s anything to change our worlds for.
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Nicole Moore is a young adult novelist working her way into screenwriting. She is currently attending Full Sail University to earn her bachelors degree in creative writing for entertainment. She enjoys writing for young adults because they rock. She is always listening to music and letting it inspire her writing by allowing her to explore her feelings.
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