After a long walk home, I find the house empty. I stand in the front hallway and look at my happy family's living room. Slowly, I walk over to our well used couch and sit down. I drop my head into my hands and stare at the carpet.
Happy family? How could my father be such a hypocrite? There's no way he really loves mom, or me for that matter. He's obviously not the man I've looked up to for all my life. He's pathetic. I think and then I begin laughing to myself. Just like me. Like father, like son.
I jump up from the couch and run towards my isolated room. I can't take the living room any longer. There are too many family related memories in there, those damn memories make me want to be who I was back then. Happy. I was such a faker, a liar. Now, I'm honest and real.
NO. You're just like your father. You're pathetic, and a big, fat, pathetic liar. You should just kill yourself. Clare only left that note because Adam told her what to write. She doesn't even think about you. That's how pathetic you are to her.
I need to make that voice stop, but I can't.
Go slit your wrists, just like all those kids at school tell you to. Go shoot yourself in the bathroom like everyone wants you to. Go hang yourself like CeCe and Bull Frog secretly want you to. You're a shame to this family. You are only a burden. You harm everyone with your pathetic life.
I fall to the floor and scream at the top of my lungs. Frantically, I try to stand up, but my body doesn't allow me to get up. I pound the floor with my limbs and grimace at the pain caused by my injured hand. Curling into a ball in the hallway, I begin to weep like a child. I don't know how long it has been since I last cried. Probably since Clare broke up with me in the hospital.
I can no longer see through my tears, and my loud weeping and breathing doesn't allow me to hear anything. Suddenly, I feel someone grab me and hug me. I feel someone's face on my forehead, but I cannot tell who it is, but their skin is very soft and comforting. Soon, I feel myself drift off into a deep slumber.