Surviving the Kyra years
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters from 'Reba'
Summary:Kyra Hart is feeling the pressure of her teenage years.Her sarcastic sense of humor hides her deep felt emotions.In order to cope with her pain she turns to Self Injury.
Warning:This Fanfiction is going to contain Self Injury,themes of a mature nature,and some harsh language.
Fiction Rated: M for Self Injury,adult themes, and language.
A/N:Alright...so this is my first Reba fanfic.I hope this ends up being good.I'm really going to try.This Fanfiction is inspired by my own experience with depression and Self Injury.Even though this is going to be inspired by my own experience i promise i will keep all of the characters in this story as true to the Television characters as possible.
Chapter 1: Stress,stress,stress!
"Stress,stress,stress! That's all that i feel at this point.Stress to be good...no stress to be perfect.I need to be the smart one, the strong one,the practical one, and the sarcastic one.I'm just so sick of it all...i really don't know how much more of it i can take.I have so much work to do still. I have to clean my room,write a report for english,finish my art project, and i would also really like to have some time left over to actaully get some sleep tonight.I'm so overworked and everyone just keeps pushing and pulling me into every direction.Nobody seems to understand all the pressure i feel,either they don't understand or they just don't care.I'm so tired and confused..." Kyra sighed as she finished writing in her diary and closed the nearly worn out, filled up pages.
Kyra slowly pulled herself up off of the top blanket on her warm freshly made bed.Kyra then made her way over to her mirror.
"Wow..i look like i got hit by a Mac truck...twice!" Kyra said outloud to herself as she checked out her appearance in her full length mirror.She had red puffy eyes and bags under her eyes from working so hard and not getting the correct amount of sleep that she needed.She also had a mild but still annoying case of hives developing from the massive amount of stress that she was being put under from a combination of school,her family,her friends,homework,and trying to keep her grades up so that she could get into a great college to satisfy her mother.But that wasn't the worst part,she slowly examined her arms no longer focusing on the Hives but the other marks that were all over both of her arms.Some old and some fresh cuts covered her arm.Kyra had in fact recently developed the habit of cutting. Just a few months ago at the age of 17 she experimented with Self Injury.Kyra was convinced that she wouldn't become addicted and would be able to stop at any time. Kyra soon found out that she was wrong.Kyra thought things couldn't get any worse but it was really just the beginning. Cutting had become her only way to deal with the pain.She had always had problems when it came to dealing with her emotions.
"Well i can't go back downstairs looking like this" Kyra attempted to add concealer and other cosmetics to her face and eyes to hide her stressed appearance.After she was finished she walked downstairs to see what everyone was up to.Kyra walked through the living room,walking right past Jake who was glued to the television watching something that would keep him occupied until dinnertime.Kyra walked into the kitchen to find her mom making dinner and Van and Cheyenne helping...well attemping to help make dinner.
"Kyra...so how was school today..?" Reba asked as she put something into the oven.
"Great very educational..in science class we did an experiement of what can happen when you put a substitute in the same room as about 20 ruthless teenagers! Would you like to know the result?.."Kyra commented with her usual sarcastic attitude.
"No..but do you know what i would like to hear?...how about a little less sarcasm." Reba shot back with her equally sarcastic tone.
"Sorry mom no can do..it's just in my nature." Kyra exclaimed before walking over to the refrigeratorto get something quick to eat.
"Dinner is almost done if your hungry,we helped." Van said with pride as he referred to himself and Cheyenne.
"As appealing as that sounds...i have lots of homework to do so if you don't mind i'm going to get a snack and go upstairs and take care of that.."
"Well maybe i can help,so you can get it done faster and have more time to not be as sarcastic as your being now?" Cheyenne offered as she walk over to Kyra
"Homework requires being able to spell and use correct grammer." Kyra said as she walked out of the room and upstairs before anyone could reply.
"Mom...why is she so rude?" Cheyenne complained to her mother
"I don't know Cheyenne.I'm really starting to worry about her.I think something is seriously wrong." Reba stated with her voice filled with concern.
"Maybe she's just pure evil" Cheyenne said in response to her mother's worry.
"Maybe she's a witch...a bad one!" Van added as Cheyenne nodded in agreement.
"Knock it off!...there has got to be more to it than just her usual sarcastic sense of humor.Something must be really wrong.I really need to find out what it is." Reba answered back
TBC?
Please read and review,tell me what you think.I need to know if i should continue this.