Prologue
Desperation. Temptation. Suicide. Thos words danced through my head as I splashed the blood on the walls of my new room. Well, I was telling myself that it was blood, stupid red paint ruining my dream. I sighed as I splashed more of my last bucket of paint on the wall.
I could hear in the next room as my mother cried her empty tears. Another relationship had fallin' apart again. Somewhere inside me it hurt to see my mother like this, but I knew she deserved this. She has a horrible taste in people; the men she chose were always mean and beat her, but she believed that one would turn out like my father. Too bad he had to die so soon.
My brother's voice tried to calm her, but even then it was just empty words. He loves my mother, but not me for some reason. I don't really care though; he was an uptight mean person who thinks I talk to Satan. I never do though; I'm always praying to god that we will stay in one place longer than two months.
A thought struck me hard, and I got mad. So mad I kicked the paint can and it hit the wall and made a big splash mark, which I thought was pretty cool.
"Kay, will you fucking cut that out!" My brother screamed through the wall. I stuck my tongue out at the wall like he could see it.
I sighed and stretched out on the lone mattress on the floor. I found my blanket and pulled it over me tightly. Tomorrow I would have to start at a new high school. Again. It made me mad, I felt like crying. I have only cried once in my life. When my father left. I don't want to do it again, so I closed my eyes tightly and willed sleep to come faster.
Sorry I haven't updated in awhile. My computer where this story is saved hasn't had internet for awhile. But don't fret, by next year ( doesn't that sound like it's far away but it really isn't?) I will have internet so I can continue on with this story. Oh, I needed to change some things in this chapter to make my story make sense later. Sorry for the name change. I like the new one better. Oh, and sorry in advance, I am completly changing chapter two, I like the new version better. Sorry for the people who like it. And I'm sorry for saying sorry so much. ;)