Save Me

"Sarah you understand it's hard on us leaving too y'know." My mom speaks.

We were at the dinner table, discussing about how Dad was getting a new job in New York, in all honesty I was happy for him, it didn't really bother me that we were leaving, other than leaving Matt, even though I was mad at him, he was still my cousin.

"I understand." I mutter, clinking my fork against my glass plate.

"You know you can stay here with Matt and your aunt and uncle if you wish, were only gonna be gone for about 6 months." Dad suggests.

My head snaps up from my plate, 6 months staying with Matt, I'd be dead before the end of one month. Matt would have the guys coming over and he would still be upset at me never telling him why I was self harming. Maybe I could rebuild my relationship with him, maybe.

"I could stay with Matt." I answer.

"I'll call them and ask." My mom mumbles, getting up from her seat.

I tap my fingers anxiously as she twirls her finger around the cord of the home phone, waiting for Matt's mom or dad to answer. This house was old fashioned, and everything in it. My heart beat speeds up as someone picks up the phone on the other end.

"Hey Matthew, are your parents home?" My mother questions.

I listen as he clarifies his mom is at the grocery store and his dad is at work. My mom tells him she needs to leave him a message, fuck. I hear her explain what's going on and he gladly tells her he'll notify his parents, fuck me.

"Okay so we'll have to wait till they call back and if they don't you're coming with us tomorrow Sarah." My mom speaks.

"Tomorrow?!" I nearly yell.

"Well you better start packing if you were such short noticed." My dad laughs.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck." I chant, running up my stairs.

"Watch your mouth young lady!" My mom calls up them.

I rip open my bedroom door before emptying out my drawers, shoving stacks upon stacks of clothes and other things I needed in back packs or suitcases. Throwing things from my bathroom into my room. I should've known something was up when I saw tons of boxes in mom and dad's room this morning.

"Sarah!" My mom calls loudly.

"What?" I holler back at her.

"Matt's mom is getting you at 8 speed it up girl!" My mom yells.

I glance at the clock on my wall before ripping it off, 6:45. Tossing stuff around my house for at least an hour, I realize I have to shower. I jump into the shower, not bothering to wait for it to warm up, I start washing off the dirt and grit from the last two days.

7:55

Fuck! I grab short-shorts, a black Megadeth tank top and head down stairs with all my shit. I don't bother checking my appearance before grabbing a gray leather jacket. I know Matt would murder me if he saw me without the jacket, he would already burn my ass for only wearing short-shorts.

I head out to see my aunt's suburban already waiting for me, Matt in the passenger seat. I sigh as I carry two bags of mine to the back. Matt gets out, attempting to help but I just clarify to him I can do it myself.

Shoving the last of my bags into the car I open up the back door, climbing in. As soon as I shut it, I roll down the window, shouting goodbye to my mom and dad. I'm not sure if this would be a dream in heaven or a nightmare in hell.

Notes

Sorry it's short guys but there's alot going on in it! ill hopefully update again tomorrow or so