he looked, as though there was something he had to find, at the lights that made up the edge of the city. From his perch he could see the place he was stuck in, the place he would be stuck in for years to come. Why had he come here, what was it that bound him to where he was. Was it the fact that many of the people that he loved and cared about where either here or just a few hours drive away? Or was it simply the fact that he was scared. To do it once nearly killed him, to do it a second time would surly take his life, though it would mean being cloeser to the beach, the one thing that he could never get enough of.
As mike sat cross legged, head down on his bed, alone and hidden from the world outside he thought. He thought about what he had seen, what had crossed his mind as he sat alone yet again contemplating what was going to become of his life. As far as he was concerned his life was just about over, 21 and only just figuring out what it was he was ok at wasnt what he had in mind 3 years ago when he left the comfort of school. Maybe this was what was ment to happen though, even though its not what he wanted maybe this was for the best. As he moved back a little to stop himself getting pins and needles in his legs another thought crossed his mind. Everything in his life had happend so that he was where he was today, if he had have done something different, even the smallest thing, he could have a different life. Mike wasnt to sure that he was thinking strait but continued with his thoughts none the less. Imagine, he thought to himself, if he hadnt have met her. What if he had have done something so small, so tiney, so long ago that would have resulted in their paths never crossing? The thought of this wasnt one Mike wanted to think about so he turned his attention to another distraction, any destraction he could find to take his mind away from the fact that he was stuck here, in this place for so long.
Eyes open to a message tone, birds and a clock radio from the next room. Mike rolls over and picks up his phone to see "1 Message recieved" apear on the screen. A smile creeps across his face as he knows it is from her. He flips open his mobile and reads the closest thing to being with her he will get all mornin, maybe, all day. 8am comes and he sinks back knowing it will be a long day with no reply until 3 that afternoon. Even though more sleep would be perfect to make today go quicker Mike rolls out of bed and sits on the floor as he thinks about what is ahead of him today. A small familiar pain creeps into his chest and he clutches at it like he were about to have a heart attack. "Ill go to the doctors another time" he says under his breath as he stands up. This pain had been bugging him for over a year, though it was becoming more frequent and lasting longer these days. Mike opened his bedroom door and stumbled out and made his way to the bathroom, picking up his toothbrush he looks in the mirrior and then turns away. He wasnt happy with what he saw most mornings as he stood in his PJ's and looked at the person on what seemed to be the other side of a window. That wasnt him, he was sure of it, though he didnt know himself all that well or as well as he would like to he pushed that idea out of his mind. After a quick shower and an even quicker breakfast he was almost ready. After making sure the door was locked and he had his keys he set off to confirm the rest of his year.
Starting up the engin of his astra Mike heard a very familiar line come through the speakers. "Iv got your run away smile in my piggy bank baby" and a smile once again snuck onto his face. He slowly put the car into reverse as if he was trying to wait time, turned the car around and drove out of the driveway. As he turned right onto the next street followed but a quick left his mind started to race. "What if this wasnt right for him, what if this wasnt what he was ment to be doing? Enrolling in this course would mean he was stuck here at least another year." As Mike reached the traffic lights they turned green and he continued to drive through. Out of nowhere there was a huge crash to his right and all of a sudden Mike could see the intersection he was just driving through from a birds eye view. What was going on? He looked around but didnt know what was happening, his hands, they had gone, infact his whole body had vanished. As he looked below he could see what he thought was him, but it couldnt be "Im up here" he thought. People rushed about like ants and he saw what was left of his car. A white heap of crushed metal left on its roof to the left of the intersection, with a truck with a crushed front sitting near by. For a second he didnt know what was goin on and then it hit him. And this, what had just happened was, to be honest, what he had wanted. Now there where no worries, he wasnt scared anymore, it was over for him, it was, the end.
