2. Chapter 2
I sat on my couch with my bags beside me. I was waiting for Ashley, my cousin, to come and get me. He was the only family I had left. My dad had committed suicide when I was five. And the rest of my family either had some kind of grudge against my mom and didnt want anything to do with me or was dead.
I was going to live with Ashley in his house and go on tour with him and his band, Black Veil Brides. I listened to their music before and I loved them.
My cat, Jasper, jumped on my lap. I gently stroked his fur while I sat, deep in thought.
The knocking at my door woke me from my trance. I stood and answered the door.
Ashley and Andy stood at my door. I assumed both of them were there to get all of my stuff.
I hadnt seen Ashley in about 2 years. I tried not to stare at Andy, I had always had a crush on him, but he had a girlfriend.
"Hey" Ashley said.
"Hi" I tried to smile and hugged him. Anyone who knew me well knew I had changed since that night. I dont know what exactly changed me; Witnessing my own mother's murder, or killing a man.
I tried to help them put my stuff in the truck but Ashley insisted that I shouldnt do anything. So I helped with what i could and went to sit in the truck. About 20 minutes later, They settled into the seats of the truck. I sat in the middle, so they sat on either side of me.
Ashley tried to make small talk, but i wasnt in a talking mood considering everything happened a couple nights before.
"So how old are you now?" he asked me.
"I'll be 18 in a couple of weeks." I answered.
Jasper sat in the cat carrier between my feet. He kept meowing so I stuck my fingers between the bars to calm him.
"How's school?" Ashley asked, obviously trying to take my mind off of everything.
It wouldn't be that easy.
"Look, I am seriously not in the mood for any of this small talk crap. So if you dont mind I would prefer not to talk period." This staement was true, but school was a touchy subject with me.
I was bullied really bad and my mom was the only one that knew I was suicidal.
"What happened to that sweet little girl I knew a couple years ago?" Ashley asked, trying to be funny.
I simply looked at him and said, "She's gone." I wonder if he could hear the hollowness in my voice? See the misery in my eyes?
Maybe I was just that good of an actor to where I could hide it from everybody.