My first story! Please Rate and Review, it would be much appreciated :)
xxx Skye
When I, Cordelia Rose Fortuna, was sixteen years old my brother, Jamie, was killed in a car crash whilst on his gap year with friends.
Seven months later I had been expelled from school for constant violent behaviour towards both my fellow students and teachers, and using words that are usually censored in songs. My behaviour had worsened after my brother's death, and I went from being a grade-A student to bunking off school. It had been previously overlooked due to my traumatic circumstances, and I had been subjected to torturous hours with the school psychiatrist, but when violence had ensued action was taken.
"How the hell did you get expelled?" shouted my father, a burly but gentle man, showing uncharacteristic anger and waving a letter in his hand, the one from my school that announced my expulsion.
"Because I pushed Bobby Dee down a flight of stairs, and now he's in hospital with three broken ribs and a broken collarbone." I twirled a strand of auburn hair between my forefinger and thumb.
Her dad sighed. "What do I do with you, Cordy? This violence…it has to stop."
"I'm messed up," I said. I was. I kept having dreams about Jamie, his death, the screams, and the sound of the car crumpling into a mess with my brother still inside it…I hadn't slept properly for months.
"You're not messed up, just affected by what happened to Jamie. I think you need a break away from this town, at least until things settle down."
"You mean - you're sending me away?" I couldn't believe this. I was being sent away like some mad women who couldn't mingle with society.
My father looked guiltily at the ground, scuffing his feet slightly. "It's only until you sort yourself out a bit." I bit back the retort that would land me in even greater trouble, and struggled to accept that a break away from home would do me some good.
After a while, I sighed, a sigh of resignation. "Okay, but where will I go?"
"Well, I was thinking," said dad, "I did have an idea…"