Hey guys, I swear I will try to update more but im babysitting, doing chores, sports, and marching band practice. It sucks, so im putting all of my stories on hold except this story. Enjoy!
The songs used in this chapter are the following:
Pain by 3 days grace
Ch 2
2 years ago, the Blacks came to town. Everyone filled them in on what happened that day. The one named Jacob was in all of my classes. He tried to introduce himself so many times. Ignored him for his own good; he doesn't need to be like me, a lowlife. After 3 days or so he stopped trying and joined in on the fun of the daily beatings I go through.
*Today*
I am 17 now. Counting down the days until I turn 18; literally, I have the numbers written on my wall.
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
I walk downstairs softly, careful not to make a sound. I know it pathetic, but that happens when you fear for your life in your own home. I don't know why I even call it home. I mean, sure my father owns it but he doesn't even consider me family. So, I guess the only thing that shows I live here is my shitty crap im my room and the dry, brown spots of my blood on the walls.
You're sick of feeling numb
You're not the only one
I'll take you by the hand
And I'll show you a world that you can understand
I did a happy dance in my head when I saw that Charlie wasn't here. I go upstairs without eating. I am currently on a forced diet; I eat once every few weeks, because Charlie doesn't like the idea of me eating his food. But he does feed me barely enough to stay alive. I walk into my room and throw on my usual attire, a black hoodie over a black tank top with black sweat pants; they hide everything, my bruises, the scars Charlie did to me and the scars that I inflicted on my wrists.
This life is filled with hurt
When happiness doesn't work
Trust me and take my hand
When the lights go out you will understand
I walk into the bathroom and covered up my latest bruises. Then I grab the only objects that Charlie gave me to show others his fake affection, my I-pod and phone. I don't own a car so I walk every morning to school. The 45- minute walk is a bitch. People are pointing and laughing as they go by.
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
I see the Forks High sign and shed a tear for what lies ahead of me. The parking lot is full of people but thankfully no one paid any attention to me. They were too busy staring at the new kids. I don't bother looking and kept walking to my locker. As I was walking, I got pushed and shoved in different directions.
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
I feel eyes on my back, tearing through the skin, making my blood boil. I turn around to be met by piercing golden eyes. I just couldn't look away, that is until someone roughly shove me into the lockers, making me fall on my ass. I pick myself up to find Mike and Jacob glaring down.
Oh shit….
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I apologize for the wait and will somehow find the time to update more.