Trevor

AWOL unwind

I hate this cabin. It's dingy, doesn't do much for warmth, and is falling apart. My eyelids are closed, attempting to get sleep which is pretty much impossible at the moment, because my thoughts get in the way. I give up on the failed attempt, it was pointless anyways.

I lean against my sister, listening to her steady breaths, and watch as the mist of carbon dioxide curl to evaporate in the chilling air.

I think back to what made us have to spend the night here in such an uncomfortable position in life. I wonder what part of us got us here. "Was it my sister smoking tranq in a small circle at a party, and me spraying, as I would say, art on an empty walls? Was it the ridiculous arguments me, my sister, and my parents would have? Or was it all? Did they sweep up all our bad deeds and decided just us as a whole was worthless and threw it in a recycling bin?" Either way, I am pissed off, with no way to let it out like I was able to before. "No matter what it was that got me and Leah here, you can't decide a human being is worthless and just have the choice to throw it away, or in this case, to recycle it without some consequence!" I think angrily at my self.

"Maybe they take it like the carbon dioxide escaping Leah's lips, they longed to let it go, and once they did, it eventually faded and they felt relief in drawing new oxygen in. Like, let out the bad and let in the new." These thoughts are suddenly interrupted by the creak of the shabby door. Adrenalin immediately fills my chest so I sit up in alert; Fear immobilizing my body and mind. I am scared as freaking hell. "It could be the Juvie cops. This could have been a trap. I should have thought this through, how idiotic I am. I am the most retarded person that could ever exist on the planet." But, to my surprise, when the door fully opens, a girl stands there, looking just as shocked as I am.

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