A/N: Thank you for the reviews! I'm trying to update very frequently so I don't keep you guys waiting. Chapter 4 should be up tomorrow. :) Please review!
I must also warn everyone that there is a self harm scene in here so if that offends you please don't read it. I'm also going to put this as rated M now, because of some of the language and content.
Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans.
As soon as I walk into my house, the foul stench of alcohol and cigarettes fills my nose. I wrinkle it in disgust. I see Koma in the living room with a boy. Beer bottles and cigarette buds cover the floor. Seeing her just smoke with this guy made me feel nausea. How could she be doing this in our home? I just want to storm in there right now and tell them both to get the hell out. But I know my sister could take me down. She has always been stronger, physically and mentally. I sigh and start walking towards my room.
"Kori leave right now!" Koma yells.
I furrow my eyebrows. "This is my house too."
She exhales the smoke and tosses the cigarette to the ground.
"No it's not. I'm the one who pays for it you worthless bitch." She says crossly.
I look at the guy who is sitting next to her. He is repulsive. Tattoos up and down his arms, piercings, and there was something so cold about the look in his face. Not to mention he smelled awful. He watches Koma and I while inhaling and exhaling his cigarette.
"I'll be leaving soon anyways Koma. As soon as I turn 18, I'm out." I say firmly.
It's true, I want to leave. So desperately. Maybe move far, far away from this city. I probably need to get a job soon so I can actually afford to move somewhere. I'm turning 18 in two months and it's my senior year in high school. I don't even know if I'm going to college yet. I do not know what I am going to do with my life. But I couldn't stand living here any longer. I could not stand to look at my sister anymore. And honestly, it made me really, really sad.
"Why don't you get out now, go live on the streets like the animal that you are." She laughs so cruelly at me. It hurt me so much, how my sister could be so brutal to me. Her own little sister.
I swallow back the lump in my throat. "I can't" I say simply.
"Just leave now. Jackson and I want to spend some time alone." She says while crossing her arms.
I study her appearance. I don't even know if I could consider what she is wearing a top. More like a bra. Her unruly black hair could barely cover her cleavage. Her tiny shorts were hoisted up so much her butt cheeks were hanging out. She never dressed like this before. It's repulsive. She's practically begging this guy for sex with the attire she has on. She looks like some kind of streetwalker. Who knows, maybe she is. I certainly do not know who she is anymore.
"No." I say.
She now stands directly in front of me. She looks like she's ready to kill me.
She narrows her eyes. "Get the fuck out." Her violet eyes are filled with absolute hatred. For me.
"You cannot tell me what to do." I say sternly.
She does not say a word. Instead, she slaps me in the face, as hard as she can. I practically almost fell over, but caught myself. I put my hand to my cheek and looked at her in complete shock. She has never hit me before. Never. She has said vicious words, but I never expected for her to hit me. She is just like Xavier.
"You show her babe!" Jackson says encouragingly.
I look at him with my mouth agape. I could not believe any of this. How could he even want to stay here and witness two sisters fight? Koma has a sickening smirk on her face. She has become such an awful person.
I run out of the house, tears flooding down my cheeks. I didn't know where I was going now, but I didn't care. I just want to run away from here, as far as possible. I never want to see her face ever again. She puts on a show for this stupid guy she just met and slaps me. I don't even know what to think right now.
I finally stop running for what seems like hours. I end up in a park and I realize it's gotten pretty dark outside. I sit against a tree and pant heavily. I finally take some deep breathes to try to stop myself from shaking, but it does not work. I put my hand to my cheek and felt wetness. I look at my fingers and see blood. How she cut up my face from a slap? She must have been wearing a ring. I carefully trace my finger over the cut, it's not too long, but it still does not feel pleasant. I lay my head back. I didn't stop crying the whole time I was running. The tears were just overflowing and soaking my cheeks. I dig in my bag for my razor. I feel it and pull it out. I stare at it. I felt so tempted. I did not want to, but I did at the same time. I couldn't handle all of this pain right now. I just…I have to do it.
I tremble as I slowly pull my sleeve up. I stare at my scars. They are hideous. I would never let anyone see them. They're my biggest flaw, yet I bring it upon myself. There's something terribly wrong with me. I press the blade against my skin and slowly slit my wrist back and forth, until it became too painful. I toss the blade in my bag. The blood oozes out slowly. My tears fall onto my arm. Every time after I do this, I feel so guilty. I feel disgusting. I feel ugly. I do not know why I keep doing this to myself. I suppose I feel like I deserve this. Every bit of it.
I lay my head back against the tree and close my eyes. I want to fall asleep right now and right here. Obviously I can't. But I am too weak to move right now. Physically and emotionally, I am drained.
After sitting there for another 20 minutes, I finally decide to leave. I shudder at the thought of returning home. But I have nowhere else to go.
My hair dances in the wind as I walk and I shiver hysterically. It has gotten so cold, so fast. I look at my most recent cut and see that the blood has dried. I pull my sleeve down and continue walking.
As I walk closer to my house, I notice Koma's car is gone. I could cry of happiness. Thank X'hal.
I step inside and drop my bag to my floor. I pick up the empty beer bottles and cigarette boxes and throw them away. I slowly sweep up the floor. I grab a can of air freshener and spray it around the room. Much better.
I pick up my bag and go to my room. I remove my clothes and go straight to the shower. It makes me feel slightly better. I put on my sweatpants and tank top and fall onto my bed. It doesn't take me long to fall asleep.
A/N: Sorry the chapter is a little short, but the next one will be longer. Xavier is finally coming into the story. Please review. :)))