Passerby

He drove fast, faster than he should have

            But it was an empty country road - no one was on it

Dirt path off the main road

            Dark lot filled with cars

            But he wasn’t going to keep driving

                        Anger crowded out his view of the road

Car parked and lights turned off

            He couldn’t see the other cars

            There was no one

            His forehead hit the steering wheel

Staring at his hands he wondered

            He was just leaving, he was just packing up his bags

            Leaving as if there was nothing here

                        His brother

He shut his eyes

            Why hadn’t he been told?

His brother couldn’t bother to give him a damn warning

Couldn’t tell his only family that he was leaving the country

His only family was leaving, and had only told him after all his ends were tied up

How had he not noticed?

He wasn’t so oblivious

Just...busy at times - supporting him

            Giving him everything

            Everything that he could give

But it wasn’t enough - he should have known

            Not that he had ever really understood his brother

Still he knew what was good for him

Leaving to be with a piece of trash that spun him a few pretty words

            He was smarter than that

            He didn’t think that it was so stifling

He slammed his hand down

It hit the horn

He looked up, hoping no one saw - but no one was here

Odd

A small gathering of lights he saw up ahead

A derelict building he didn’t think should have people in it

            College kids partying?

A sudden flash of anger

            Sneaking out from under their guardians

            What were they thinking?

He forgot his own college

            He didn’t have that

            He never had that

He opened the door of his car curiosity getting the better of him

His jaw dropped at what he saw

Dog fighting. He pulled his phone out of his pocket.