Deer In The Headlights

Jack's p.o.v~
"I fucking hate you," I screamed furiously at my so called, hell of a mother. She was smirking as all my anger bubbled up inside my not so still body.
"I hope I never see your face ever again." I screamed at her. A medium glass cup caught my eye, I watched as the sun glowed down on it and it reflected against the kitchen surface. I was fuming. I swiped my hand directly to the cup as fast as I can. It fell faster then a blink to the eye.
I heard my mum gasp as she had an upseting look on her face.
"Good, off you go," She said angrily, as she stepped closer to me. "You obviously don't want to stay here, so off you go." She said more calmly, walking towards the cupboard to get a broom.
I scoffed, and picked my phone of the wooden table. I slammed the door shut, most probably shattering the whole house to pieces as I walked as far away as possible from my hell house.
The cold air blew agaist my red, steaming face as I scrolled the streets, dying to get some freedom. I popped the earphones from outside my warm hoodie pocket and placed them in my iPhone. I gently placed them in my ears. I carefully searched through my music libary. I eyed each song; all of what's keeping me alive, and decided to stick to Green Day, Time Of Your Life, and calmed down as the intro started playing. I came to the end of Thames Street, and walked the corner. I placed my hands in my blink-182 hoodie pocket. Even though the sun was all happily out, it was chilly. The wind made it worse, brushing past, carrying leaves off to a distance land. Clouds were slighty forming and it suddenly got darker. The typical January weather. I hummed to the song, trying to get my mum out my head. I was so angry and annoyed because my mum wanted to send me to therapy. I don't need therapy. Just because I self-harm and have a little bit of an anger problem...okay quite bad anger problem. Still, I shouldn't have to go to therapy. I'll recover myself.
I sighed as I got close to yet another corner.
I pulled my phone out my pocket as I looked for an other song. Little did I know that I was walking on an busy street road. The start of Blink-182, Dumpweed started playing. I lifted my head to the side as I heard a light beeping noise suddenly becoming louder.
There it was.
A great, big, packed bus hit me on the side of my ribs, sending me flying in the air. I found it hard to breath as the wind rapidly started filling my lungs. I hit the hard, concreted floor and my body went into shock. The last thing I saw was people rushing towards me, screaming.
Is this the end?

Notes

:D Hey guys! Yes I'm starting another fanfiction, though I don't think the updates will be fast? I do have another fanfiction I still have to complete. I'm super excited for this one though :D This chapter is kind of short and crappy but hopefully it gets better. Thank you!