headlights

(tw: cursing, mentions of blood&death, incorrect capitalization and punctuation)

going outside is nice

that is until youre running up the stairs into your house as quickly as possible while a car charged up the hill at you

your cries are silent, muted by the roar that no one else can hear.

its going to kill you and unless your legs can safely reach the door it will succeed in its task.

you glance back at it, raising a hand with all fingers down except the middle one

going outside is nice

that is until you jump up from your little bench, screaming as the roars make their way from the street below and up the hill, to your back yard.

you try to cry for your parents help but cant be heard over the car engine in your ears. its only in your ears.

the engine seeks the contact to your flesh, the crack to your bones, the blood it will get when it crushes your skull

you race towards the stairs to your door, climbing them as those headlights near you, screaming for your death on its hood

you glance at the door, knowing you wont make it and scream in an attempt to get the care away

"FUCK OFF"

going outside is nice

that is until you see the car

its headlights pointed at the houses at the bottom of the hill

the light slightly casts onto you aswell

you freeze, knowing better than to wait more than a minute

you dont want to risk your death

you raise your hand, middle finger up and hold it

the car turns onto the road

the car leaves

youre finally free

good luck tomorrow night

tomorrow night the bus comes and the only way to escape is to hide before it sees you