"SORA GET YOUR ASS OUTTA THERE NOW!" my mom screeched, i shut my jornal and unlocked my door
"yes mom" i said dryly
"where is my bag?" she spat, great it was missing and she atomatically blames me
"i dont know mum, feel free to look" i said dryly whilst pointing into my room
"it had best not be in here" she hissed as she entered i waited outside as she looked everywhere in my room, and 5 minutes later she exited my room
"well?" i asked trying not to sound smug
"its not there but you best find it you little fuck if you wanting dinner tonight" she spat at me
"ok" i said dryly, my day would now consist of find the bag, i knew where it would most likely be, in the livingroom behind the sofa, i looked there and sure enough it was there, i chuckled silently as i grabbed it and walked to the kitchen
"found it" i said dryly
"oh well done what do you want a fucking medal? piss of back to your little hovel" she spat harshly, i nodded and returned to my room and locked the door, now you know what my mom is like, wait till you see my dad, i went to get my jornal and hid it back in its place, the floorboards, they held all my precious items, like my wodden sword ive had since i was young, my jornal of course and a teddy i won once when i was out with riku, it took all my money but i still won it, riku just laughed at me but when i was hungry he bought me some chips, they were the good days, when i was happy, i placed the floorboard over my treasures and returned to my bed, with 1 pillow and a single sheet, no quilt. today i was supposed to be hangin out with riku but since i realsied that i cant look at him without blushing that he would get suspiciuos, so i called and told him i was ill, he was ok with it but i knew he hated it when i bailed out on plans but i had no choice, i got off my bed and unlocked my door and went downstairs and out the house, they didnt care if i walked out, they only cared that i was home in time to cook there breakfasts, i was going to tims, he was the tattoo and piercer of destiny island, and he was good at it aswell, once i was at his shop i was welcomed with a large smile, tims the only person who seems to see me
"hey sora what brings ya here another piercing?" he chuckled
"you know me too well tim" i chuckled
"i do so where now?" he asked
"top of my ear please" i said happily
"aye ok then sit down" he said as he got his stuff ready, i sat in the chair, and he put the gun on the area and shot the earing through my ear, i didnt even flinch at the pain, i was used to pain
"there ya go sora" he said happily
"ta tim how much?" i asked
"fiver please" he replyed
i got a fiver out and handed it and let without another word, so now i had my earlobes pierced, the top of my left ear and my eyebrow, it was getting dark when i reached my estate, i was walking with my head down so noone would see the fresh black eye i got yesterday or the cut lip, there was one problem with walking head down you dont know who you bump into, i bumoed into someone just a few steps from my house
"sorry" i muttered
"hey its ok sora" he replyed and i instantly went red, i had bumped into riku, i still kept my head down or he would ask about my new injurys and my blush
"erm what you doin here?" i asked
"i called for you but your dad said you went out" he chuckled, shit dads home
"oh sorry, i best get in see ya riku" i muttered brushing past him, going even more red
"oh ok see ya" he muttered back, i entered the house and my welcome home was a fist in the face from my dad
"where the fuck have you been?" he growled
"i went for a walk is all" i said dryly clutching my face where he hit me
"what is this?" he asked grabbing my newly peirced ear
"what does it look like?" i said sourly, another fist to the face
"another pericing where did you get the money?" he spat
"i told you its a mate he does it for free" i spat back, another fist
"get outta my sight you little shit" he yelled, i ran upstair before i got another fist, i slammed my door and locked it, and went straight to the knife hidden under my bed, i dont know how much longer i can deal with this, im trapped in my own house and i cant escape, my mom keeps all the money i get and she also keeps my bank book so i cant get my own place, and my dad doesnt let me go anywhere when hes home which is 6 days a week, my life is screwed so why do i keep on living it? i held the knife at my chest but i could bring myself to do it, i was a coward, the only thing i had control over and i couldnt even end that, i insted rolled up my sleeve and held the knife to my wrist and began cuttin into my arm, smiling with every cut, once i was done i hid the knife in its place and curled up on my bed and clutched my bleeding arm and tried to dream