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“My twin actually,” he answered, unlocking his car with his key fob and making the lights blink.
He pulled open the driver door and tossed his bag in the backseat. Then he muttered something to the blonde, kissed her on her over-glossed lips, and pulled away, smacking her on the ass when she walked away.
“Gross,” I said, hugging my bag to my chest.
His eyes followed her ass across the parking lot. “Not gross, but hella dirty.” He grinned, and I pretended to gag. “You ready to go?”
I nodded. “I’ve been ready for ten minutes.”
I climbed inside and waited another five minutes while he said goodbye to his fans. Rolling my eyes, I shook my head in disbelief.
Sheep.
That was what the students at North Lakeside were.
The ride to our house was anything but quiet. Erik had his radio blaring, the new speakers he added to the car a month after he got it thumped against my back and made his trunk rattle. Why anyone thought they needed that amount of bass in their lives was beyond me.
Instead of looking at the road, he continuously checked his phone. I was scared he was going to kill us. My anxiety was through the roof, and there were only so many things I could see, touch, hear, smell, and taste in the confines of his car.
I couldn’t continue this way. Riding with my brother was becoming unbearable. Even leaving my house was starting to get to me. Briefly, I considered online schooling.
The panic attacks.
The constant fear of a school shooter.
There was always something making me afraid to live my life. If it could hurt me, I worried it was going to happen. It wasn’t a way to live, but I couldn’t help it.
“Phone down and eyes on the road, Erik,” I said, grabbing onto the bar above the door.
He chuckled and set his phone on his lap. “You sound like Dad.”
I warmed at his words. I was glad one of us did.
“So, there’s a party this weekend at this place called The Strip,” he started.
“No,” I said before he could even finish.
“Let me finish! I was going to say you should go.”
“No, thanks.”
“It’s not healthy to stay cooped up in the house all the time,” he argued.
“Neither is partying, drugs, and alcohol, but you do it. I guess we’re both unhealthy.”
He sighed, resting his wrist on the top of the steering wheel. “Stop being so boring, Ev. It’ll be good for you.”
“Hard pass.”
He shook his head, giving up the way I had hoped he would. “Whatever. You’re never going to meet anyone if you don’t get out. You’re going to live one hell of a lonely life.”
Little did he know I already was.
He shrugged. “Guess I’ll just have to drive home drunk.”
My eyes went wide. “Or you could not drink?”
He chuckled. “Where’s the fun in that? Listen, I know you don’t like parties, but could you at least think about it. Even if it’s so that you can nag me and be my DD.”
