Drunk Drive
"Are we there yet?" Aaron chirped, being the talkative one from the three.
"If you shut up we might've." Zach muttered, his hands on the steering. Aaron discarded his comment with an eye roll and turned the radio on.
'Attention' by Charlie Puth echoes through the radio and Scar made a face.
"Turn it off." Zach groaned. Trying to concentrate on the road but Aaron's vigorous body roll was a way greater distraction than the asphalt road.
"No way, I like this song more than I like you, there's no way I'm turning it off man." Aaron joked.
"Well, that's hurtful." Zach commented back, not taking his eyes off the road. "And we're here."
"Fucking finally." Scar hurriedly got down, and the neon lights flashed throughout the front yard of Sasha's mansion-like-house, and there were bodies grinding against each other, with the music blasting through the house, and people taking shots like anything. It was one hell of a party.
"Hey, Scar!" A voice called out to him as he stepped in.
"Hey El! You're here too? Guess Sasha has been generous."
"Whatever. You're just trying to deny my sexiness." The addressed girl–Elena–rolled her eyes, and moved her body closer to Scar's hard built contour, tracing her forefinger over his chest.
"No El, I'm not in the mood." He paced back. "Maybe we can dance? See if you can get me in the mood?" He smirked, raiding his eyebrows.
"Oh you bet, Tiger." She laughed and almost dragged him on the dance floor. Their bodies smushed against the other, and Elena started rubbing her body against his, and placed kisses on his neck.
To say the least, Scar was feeling uncomfortable. Way too uncomfortable. He didn't like her at all, and there she was, all over him.
He almost wanted to slap the shit out of her when she placed her hand over his trousers, rubbing through his pants, after a good thirty minutes.
"Elena that's—"
"Excited Tiger? Wanna go at it?"
Scar was going to say something when Zach came through, carrying a very much drunk Aaron hugging his muscular chest. And Scar couldn't be more grateful for interrupting them.
"Giiivee me a kiss Zachiieee....." He slurred, making the taller boy shake his head. "We need to take him home. Who knew he's such a lightweight for vodka?"
"Good, great. That's a good idea. " He sighed internally in relief, and pulled away from the girl. "Sorry El, maybe another day."
He didn't even wait for her to complain or pull him back, and rushed outside to his car.
"Was she—"
"Don't even remind me. I wanted to have some fun, but not with her. I mean, there are other sexy girls, and I wanted to try it out with a senior." He said.
"Oh." Zach uttered, opening the door of the car. "Now get on."
"You take care of him. It doesn't seem as if he's going to let you go soon enough." Scar pointed at Aaron who was still latching onto Zach's body. "Let me drive."
"Okay."
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Travis closed the door softly, and walked out. He was running out of food, and his mom wouldn't not be returning soon. He needed to go to the convenience store.
He took small steps, his hands buried in his oversized sweater pocket, and crumpling the papers inside. Those were the remains of the million threats he wrote towards Scar. Those were the remains of the million "i love you-s" he wrote to Scar. But he never noticed. Of course, he made sure that he would never. Obviously, no one would pay attention to a curse addressed at themselves, and notice the almost invisible "i love you" in every curse he wrote. And he prayed, that Scar never did. Because if he knew about this, he'd probably beat him so much, that he wouldn't be able to stand.
He walked through the doors of the convenience store, and quickly grabbed a packet of instant noodles, and an apple. It was enough for that night. He paid the bill, smiling at the girl behind it as she smiled back. Everyone knew him there and they were some of the kindest people Travis knew. They try to help Travis in every possible way, and he couldn't be more grateful.
He came out, and waited for the cars to speed past, so that he cab cross the road. Thinking about how he'll finish his homeworks, he stepped on the road and trotted towards the other side.
"Shit look out—" Someone yelled, but it was too late.
Bright headlights of a speeding car flashed on his eyes before he felt something crash against his fragile body, and his vision turned black.
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"Is he going to be okay, doctor? Please say yes, please, he's my only family. Please, doctor—"
Travis could here his mother's voice through the glass partition. The he heard the doctor saying something along the lines, "We understand ma'am. But, I'm afraid there's not much that we can do. That boy is already suffering from Aphasia, and meeting an accident at that state....I don't know if he'll ever be able to talk." Then more sobs of his mother.
Travis blinked his eyes a couple of times, adjusting to the light and looked around. He was in a hospital bed, and his while body hurt like hell. He tried to move a finger, but a silent groan left him not to try anymore.
"Oh, you're awake." A man of around thirty, probably the doctor talking to his mom, came in.
"But don't move around, because that would be bad for your body. You have three broken bones, and five torn ligaments. Three months in bed." He said, looking at a paper in his hand, and then again back at him.
"I just have one question. There was a severe bruise on your right knee joint. And that, as per our or more accurately, my observations, was not due to the accident. And the bruise was not that of a car." He asked, fixing his thin glasses. "Did you fall down from somewhere?"
Travis couldn't say the truth. He weakly nodded, accepting the lie.
"I see. Okay, I suggest you take some rest. And if you need anything, just press the button. " He said with a smile, and pointed his forefinger towards a blue button attached to the wall beside him.
He nodded again, and with another smile, the man left him alone to rest. He exhaled a long breath he didn't know he was holding, and closed his eyes again. It all hurt so much.
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lemme just say....what the fuck was that?
ahhh idk how to write ;-;
halp
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