Make it through

Epilog

Do you ever have those moments? Those moments who can pause time for a while, or those wro makes time run so fast you almost can't keep track of it. A moment you wanted to last forever, or one you couldn't wait to get over with. I live for those moments. But, there is always also the moments you don't realize is important before you've outlived them. Before they are long gone. Moments you would do anything in the world just to experience one more time. Moments you regret not apreciating, or chances you regret not taking. Those, kills you.

Five past ten. I ran down the stairs. "Hurry up, or I'll be late" i shouted through the whole house. I shouted one more time, and stood ready with my shoes on when my father came down the stairs. He looked like he hadn't slept for ages. "You look really bad", I commented before hurrying out the door.

"Have you eaten breakfast yet", my father asked me. "Yes I have. Now can you please drive a little faster?" I was my usual irritated self. "I can't cross the speed limits,you know", he answered. I looked out the window. I had to be in time. Last time I was late, and I would rather not make that same mistake again. "Hey, you look really good today", my father tried a smile. I shot him a gaze before sighing and continue stearing out the window. "Apparently that was wrong. My excuses." He always tried to be funny. Tried. I didn't even bother answering.

I jumped out of the car, taking my bag out from the backseat. "Be careful", my dad shouted. "Do you want me to pick you-" I locked the door, and hurried over the parking lot. Andrea and Cass alredy stood outside the cinema waiting for me. "Oh, there you are", Cass shouted. Andrea gave me a hug and a sarcastic " on time today? Who are you?" I just laughed at her, and followed cass into the small grey building.

The movie was boring as hell. So boring I don't even remember its name. There was no wonder we, and a group of older guys were the only ones to watch it. It was actually a movie Cass had invited us to watch with her. Andrea and I spent most of the time climbing up and down the seat rows, fighting each other with popcorn. I won, obviously. Cass only got annoyed and embarrased. But hey, I would get conserned if she didn't.

After a boring movie, and a slize of pizza we found ourselves walking in the middle of the road, at night, in a part of town neither of us recognized. I took up my phone for the first time that night, and got bit of a shock. The clock said half past three. No wonder why everyhing was so dark. I felt a little guilty for not telling my dad. I should've been home before twelve. I sent tim a text saying 'I'm on my way home', while ignoring all his prevous concerned texts. I put my bad conciousness aside.