The Last Night
"I've been sitting here, losing my godamn mind, and you don't even notice. I've been going insane, doubting everything and everyone. I don't know what I'm doing anymore, I don't know how to be what everyone wants anymore. I have been screaming for help and no one even fucking notices. You all think this is just a phase, I'll just go back to being the perfect little girl that you want me to be. Newsflash, I've never been her and I never will be. I can't be. Why can't you understand and respect that. Do you even love me anymore? You sure as Hell don't know me, so why should I expect anything from this. You're a joke. A sick fucking joke someone thought would be funny to give to me in the form of a parent. Fuck you."
*^*^The Last Night^*^*
It'd been seventeen days since the last time I have honestly seen any signs of reasoning. If I had maybe had a reason, I wouldn't be here now, sitting at an empty table full of people with stories that intertwined with my own in the most meaningless of ways except for two. A biological father to my right and a biological mother with cold, hard eyes across from me. People claim that blood is the strongest bond, but what does blood mean if there is no substance there? The man to my right was a coward and the woman across from me was a sick motherfucker. The only good thing was the pair of twins on my left that I would gladly trade my soul for.
"Eat, Bella." The woman commanded as she stared blankly at me with those cold hard eyes. There was no spark, no life.
"Fuck you." I spat. The twins were uncharacteristically silent about my language.
"Stop being so melodramatic." She rolled her eyes at me and waved off my comment, as if shooing away a fly. That's all I was to her, buzzing around until she either killed me or I found some place better than here.
"Apollo, Athena, come on, we don't wanna be late." I nudged both seven year olds to finish their cereal while ignoring my rage at the pathetic excuse for a human in the same room as me. I didn't need them to listen in on the conversation of a bitter harpy, a coward, and me. They didn't deserve to have their parents cut down to the pathetic people in that room. They needed the illusion of love for a little bit longer.
"I forgot my lunchbox!" Athena exclaimed as we walked out the door. I convinced them to continue the journey toward my car and went in a grabbed the pale blue lunch container as my parents stared at the walls blankly. I shuddered and walked quickly toward my car. I jumped in the drivers seat and checked that Athena and Apollo had their crap before throwing my ancient Chevy in drive.
"Why do you and Mom always argue? You guys were fine a few weeks ago." Apollo mumbled, looking down at his hands. I clenched my fists around the steering wheel as my figuratve heart cracked a little more.
"It's nothing to be concerned about. It'll blow over soon, honey." I answered assuringly, although it was total bullshit. Apollo gave me his famous 'Are you kidding me' face. I loved this kid.
"Bella, don't lie." Athena commanded in her soft voice. I sighed, hating when they tag-teamed me.
"Mom and I haven't been agreeing with the way she's been handling things." It was an understatement of epic proportions. Life had hit the fan only seventeen days ago and we were still suffering the fallout.
We pulled up to Forks Elementary before the twins could dissect my reasons and explanations further. I dropped both kids off, reminding them to call me for anything and everything and that I would pick them up after soccer practice. I soon continued the two bock drive to Forks High. I smirked everytime I came here and saw the sign. Who thought it was hilarious to name a town after an utensil? It was perfect.
I parked my Chevy and manually locked it after slinging my backpack across my shoulder and trudged on towards Fake High.
I had begun attending Forks High twenty-one days ago in the middle of February. So far, it had lived up to its name and beyond. I had seen more fake noses and personalities than a primetime soap opera. I felt so out of place with my long wavy brown hair and brown eyes in comparison with the bleach blonde, blue-eyed, fake tanned females who dominated the school.
I trudged through the open doorway with the mass of random students busying themselves with mundane tasks and socialization. I continued on to my locker which was thankfully right near the entrance. I spun the dial absentmindedly while my IPod serenaded me with the acoustic version of Whispers In The Dark by Skillet.
A blur in my peripheral vision alerted me to the fact that I was suddenly not alone. I peeked out from under my hair to see my cousin standing besides my locker, smiling down at me. My cousin, Jasper, was a douche, albeit, my favorite type. He was probably one of the few men who actually spoke fluent sarcasm and had actual balls. I loved him. I quirked an eyebrow as his mouth began hearing but I didn't hear a single word. I turned back to my locker and didn't bother pretending to hear any word he spoke.
I felt a hand brush my hair away from my ear and pluck my headphone out from beneath my beanie. I turned around and glared up at his "innocent" blue eyes. He smirked at my angry kitten face and I, being the mature chick that I am, pouted childishly and stuck my tongue out. He laughed and a gaggle of girls in the vicinity swooned. Yeah, Jazz was a hottie. He got the gene from me, surely.
"Awww, poor little Bella, are you going to cry?" He mocked while I rolled my eyes.
"No, I'm just planning what I'm going to key on your car." I retorted. He instantly paled. I swore, if his car had lady parts, he'd never bother with a girlfriend. I smiled sweetly at him as he glared at me.
"People say that I'm evil..." Jasper mumbled before walking away. I smiled as my peace was restored. I put on Whore by In This Moment and trudged on towards my first hour.
^*^* The Last Night *^*^
"Isabella, what the fuck? Where are you, Athena, and Apollo?" The she-devil screeched into my phone. I growled and pinched the bridge of my nose. This was the fifth time she had called me in the last thirty minutes, demanding our location. I wanted to reach through the phone and wrap my hands around her throat.
"I'm waiting for Apollo and Athena to finish their soccer game." I spat, venom coating each innocent word.
"Watch your atti-" I hung up on her and turned off my phone. I was done dealing with her shit. I growled and stepped off of the bleachers crowded with family's eager to watch and sport their young child. I was the only alone teenager.
I stood on the sideline for the rest of the game, cheering on the whole Faux Foxes Team. After the game, I took Apollo and Athena over to Jasper's house to play with our younger cousins. I gave both of them hugs and reminded them to be on their best behavior while avoiding their questions of why they were there. Jasper gave me a sympathetic glance as I backed out of the driveway. He was unfortunately aware of my "parental situation", which was code for my parents are screwed the fuck up.
The usual five minute drive turned into a ten minute as I purposefully avoided the oncoming slaughter of all my hopes and dreams of how good my parents could be.