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Maybe I'm over reacting. Last week was the worst time of my life. Maybe all this started before then, I don't know, but on Friday, at about 2:45, I was in my first car accident. It wasn't serious, just my step-dad Donny and I trying to get to my house so I could pick up my Camera. He'd wanted to get pictures of his new Camero so he could put them all his dating websites. Well, some jackass trying to run a left hand turn light schmucked us. It wasn't serious, but it still scared the hell outta me. Donny drives a Dodge pick-up truck and the thing that hit us was even bigger than it.

So, as we're waiting for the cop to show up, I call my mother. Instantly she says, "Devin, I'm doing my work out, I'll call you back." and hangs up. Well, I just waited. I didn't know what to do, I'd never been in a situation like this before.

So, when she called back, it went kinda like this.

"Well, mom, you remember when I told you Donny got pulled over a few days ago?"

"Yeah?"

"Well, he just got into an accident." Well, she assumes that he'd called me and told me until I say that I'm with him and she freaks out. When we're done talking, I get to sit in the car with him and wait out the whole thing. It really sucked because all of his auto insurence expired on the 7th of January 2010.

So, he drops me off, very pissy he was, and I go upstairs and get just a few minutes to myself before my mom launches into a verbal attack on me about my grades and how much of a ‘******** miracle it’ll be if I graduate with my class’.

All I’m thinking is, I WAS JUST IN A CAR CRASH!

It doesn’t matter how small it was because it’s scary regardless. So, as I’m trying not to break down, like I did when I was hit by a car on my bike, she’s making me feel like trash. I go into my room and do what I always do when I’m emotionally stressed. I clean.

I’d made plans for a friend to come over but mom had all but grounded me till I graduate. So, I sent out a text to the three people who matter to me the most. My friend Erika, My buddy Steph, and my old time child hood friend Aaron.

By now I’m in my closet, cleaning out my Nordic ski stuff because I quit last year. Mom called me out to tell me that I could, by her grace, have my friend over. I turned around and walked away and she came into my room railing about how ungrateful I was being. I just gave her this look and watched her face crumble because after an hour of her making me feel like trash; she’d just remembered that I’d been in something that, even though it was small, was traumatic. It’s ******** scary to look up and see something big coming at you.

I know this though, when she came at me to give me a hug, I did NOT want her touching me. I actually cringed away from her and went back to my closet to continue cleaning. I never did get that all done.

Well, my friend Steph, who I had originally planned to come over, canceled on me today, Sunday. In a way, I had blamed her herself because she’d led me to believe that she was coming over and we were going to have a great weekend. Even though it was just for the night.

Well, I’d wanted her over on Friday because I kind of just needed someone with me because at the time, I had felt alone. But she’d had her friend Ava over at the last minute. I shrugged it off and said that Saturday would be alright. Well, Saturday came and her dad said she couldn’t go anywhere because he wanted to spend time with her so they went to Avatar 3D.

I’d wanted to get her after the movie but Marvin wouldn’t let her and Steph told me it was alright because he had to come into town Sunday anyway so I let it go.

Sunday though, today, had been my happy day because I was all happy to have Steph over finally. She’d said noon so I expected her around one because she’s never on time. But around four, when they’d left, her dad wanted to know something that I didn’t want to talk about because it frankly wasn’t any of his business.

I’d broken off my friend ship with this girl called Allison. She’d had some issues in her life, some centered on her dad and others were just her. She’s picky, never (or hardly ever) wants to try anything new. When her, Steph, and I would hang out, or picture of ‘having fun’ was Allison writing/reading, Myself, Reading/writing/gaming, and Steph doing one of the three that I listed for myself. So, I slowly drifted away from them and I started to spend more time with Steph’s brother Nick.

It’s funny but I think they accused me of flirting with him one time. I don’t flirt. I don’t make moves. Because I’m not interested. He was fun to play Video Games with and that was all.

But I broke it off with Allison because, most of all, that she pushed all her depression onto other people. Frankly, I have enough of all that.

So, Marvin wanted to know why I was fighting with Allison or Steph couldn’t come over. I told steph, like I had many times before and hung up the call. She called me back five minutes later and said she couldn’t come over. And this whole time, Allison was with her. And that’s when I knew. The reason that Marvin had to come into town and why she couldn’t come over today. Allison had thrown a childish fit because Steph was coming over to my place. Well, I’ve decided. It has to end. And I’m going to end it. I’m stepping back from all of this and I’m just going to take the problem away. Seeing as it’s me, it’s a simple solution.