~ Teach me to Believe in Something ~
Prologue:
He watched her from afar for so long since it happened. She had been avoiding him. Avoiding everyone. Ryan had yet to muster the courage up to go talk to her, the girl of his dreams, Marissa Cooper. It has been almost three months since her father was arrested for insurance fraud. Marissas mother took off soon after. Her dad was now out of jail, and on house arrest and on probation, with his trial pending.
All of their belongings have been seized to pay back her fathers debts. The family, now only consisting of Marissa, Jimmy her father, and her little sister Kaitlyn were forced to move out of Newport. They scraped up enough money for the time being, to afford a small trailer right outside of the town. Jimmy had decided that it would be better for the kids to keep them in school with their friends, their "support", little did he know how wrong he was.
Chapter 1: "The Truth is a Whisper Only a Choice"
"Hi honey, how was school?" Marissas father asked as she came in the door
"Great. I have a huge test in Calc tomorrow so I really have to study."
"Alright."
"Did you need me to go pick up Kaitlyn?" Marissa asked
"No, I thought she was taking the bus."
Right then Kaitlyn walked in and slammed the door.
"I HATE YOU DAD!" She screamed at the top of her lungs as she ran to her bedroom and slammed the door.
Marissa gave her dad a symphathetic look and followed Kaitlyn into her room.
Marissa entered the room to find her little sister face down on the mattress, that lay alone on the floor.
"What happened?" Marissa asked sitting down next to her little sister.
"Kara said that it was my fault that she couldn't get a new cell phone, because dad took all of her dads money."
"You know that's not true!" Marissa tried to convince her sister
"What world are you living in!"
"What world are you living in. PEOPLE MAKE MISTAKES, they do all of the time. Dad knows what he did wrong. He doesn't need you or your friends to rub it in his face."
"Friends, I HAVE NONE LEFT! Because of HIM."
"God that is not just him," Marissa said brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. "it's Dad, and he has done so much for us! Nothing is ever enough for you, is it! All he does is give and all you do is take."
"God, now I know why mom never liked you. You think too much. You are so selfish! What about me? What about my pony! I have no idea who has her now. I have no friends and NO MONEY!"
"You think that all there is to life is money. Well look around, WE HAVE NONE! So you better find something else to hang onto. I am tired of keeping everyone together! Making sure nobody bothers dad, making sure you go to school, trying to keep my grades up, worrying about how we will get our next meal, and you call me selfish!"
Marissa yelled looking Kaitlyn in the eyes.
"GET OUT!" Kaitlyn yelled
"Whatever, you're not even worth my time."
Marissa retreated to her room. She looked around. It was the size of her old closet. She had a mattress on the floor and a long mirror against the wall.
Marissa looked in the mirror. She outlined her cheekbones with the tips of her fingers.
"I thought you were going to wear your hair down, that's a little harsh on your angles."
She didn't miss her mom.
"She never loved dad," Marissa thought, "she just loved his money."
Marissa stripped down into her bra and underwear and looked into the mirror at her nearly non-existant frame. Marissas body was thin and frail. But she didn't seem to notice. As she looked at herself, she was focusing on nothing. She didn't know the girl she was looking at and she liked it.
She walked over to her trunk where she kept her clothes, and dug through until she found a razor. She sat on her bed and held the end of the blade to her thigh. Slowly she dug it in and pulled the blade across her leg horizontally, deeper and deeper until blood began to show. Marissa felt a rush of pleasure, . of peace. She did it over again, each time more satisfying, each time the more peaceful she felt. Soon her upper thighs were covered in blood and dripping down to her knees.
Marissa lay on her bed, thighs still covered in blood, drawing the covers up to her chin, she wept herslef to sleep.
He watched her from afar for so long since it happened. She had been avoiding him. Avoiding everyone. Ryan had yet to muster the courage up to go talk to her, the girl of his dreams, Marissa Cooper. It has been almost three months since her father was arrested for insurance fraud. Marissas mother took off soon after. Her dad was now out of jail, and on house arrest and on probation, with his trial pending.
All of their belongings have been seized to pay back her fathers debts. The family, now only consisting of Marissa, Jimmy her father, and her little sister Kaitlyn were forced to move out of Newport. They scraped up enough money for the time being, to afford a small trailer right outside of the town. Jimmy had decided that it would be better for the kids to keep them in school with their friends, their "support", little did he know how wrong he was.
Chapter 1: "The Truth is a Whisper Only a Choice"
"Hi honey, how was school?" Marissas father asked as she came in the door
"Great. I have a huge test in Calc tomorrow so I really have to study."
"Alright."
"Did you need me to go pick up Kaitlyn?" Marissa asked
"No, I thought she was taking the bus."
Right then Kaitlyn walked in and slammed the door.
"I HATE YOU DAD!" She screamed at the top of her lungs as she ran to her bedroom and slammed the door.
Marissa gave her dad a symphathetic look and followed Kaitlyn into her room.
Marissa entered the room to find her little sister face down on the mattress, that lay alone on the floor.
"What happened?" Marissa asked sitting down next to her little sister.
"Kara said that it was my fault that she couldn't get a new cell phone, because dad took all of her dads money."
"You know that's not true!" Marissa tried to convince her sister
"What world are you living in!"
"What world are you living in. PEOPLE MAKE MISTAKES, they do all of the time. Dad knows what he did wrong. He doesn't need you or your friends to rub it in his face."
"Friends, I HAVE NONE LEFT! Because of HIM."
"God that is not just him," Marissa said brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. "it's Dad, and he has done so much for us! Nothing is ever enough for you, is it! All he does is give and all you do is take."
"God, now I know why mom never liked you. You think too much. You are so selfish! What about me? What about my pony! I have no idea who has her now. I have no friends and NO MONEY!"
"You think that all there is to life is money. Well look around, WE HAVE NONE! So you better find something else to hang onto. I am tired of keeping everyone together! Making sure nobody bothers dad, making sure you go to school, trying to keep my grades up, worrying about how we will get our next meal, and you call me selfish!"
Marissa yelled looking Kaitlyn in the eyes.
"GET OUT!" Kaitlyn yelled
"Whatever, you're not even worth my time."
Marissa retreated to her room. She looked around. It was the size of her old closet. She had a mattress on the floor and a long mirror against the wall.
Marissa looked in the mirror. She outlined her cheekbones with the tips of her fingers.
"I thought you were going to wear your hair down, that's a little harsh on your angles."
She didn't miss her mom.
"She never loved dad," Marissa thought, "she just loved his money."
Marissa stripped down into her bra and underwear and looked into the mirror at her nearly non-existant frame. Marissas body was thin and frail. But she didn't seem to notice. As she looked at herself, she was focusing on nothing. She didn't know the girl she was looking at and she liked it.
She walked over to her trunk where she kept her clothes, and dug through until she found a razor. She sat on her bed and held the end of the blade to her thigh. Slowly she dug it in and pulled the blade across her leg horizontally, deeper and deeper until blood began to show. Marissa felt a rush of pleasure, . of peace. She did it over again, each time more satisfying, each time the more peaceful she felt. Soon her upper thighs were covered in blood and dripping down to her knees.
Marissa lay on her bed, thighs still covered in blood, drawing the covers up to her chin, she wept herslef to sleep.
