Silence. Silence was ringing through my ears, distracting me from my application. I need to get away from my family for the next few months. Im tired of the constant accusations, screaming, and arguing for no reason. This study abroad application is my only chance of permanently keeping me out of my never ending dark hole.
Ever since my mother left us, my world was turned upside down and around. My father is a drunk and I still don't understand how he manages to pay the bills. I have an older brother and younger sister, but my mom took Willow with her when she left. She said I was "too big of a disappointment" to take with her. My brother didn't wanna leave his friends. He is the only one that ever pays attention to me, if at all. He has a girlfriend he always is out with partying.
I finally finish the essay and send it in. A notification pops up saying I will "get a letter in the mail in a week in a half with your results." I sigh, pushing my aching body off of my bed to check the time. 6:37 p.m read the the hall clock. I walk down the stairs to find my dad passed out on the kitchen table instead of on the couch. I cook myself easy mac in the microwave and grab a water bottle before tip-toeing around my father and back up the stairs. I plop down on my bed and scroll through Instagram until a picture catches my eye. A picture of Chloe Moretz holding hands with her ex covers the screen with a caption the reads "Heartbreak for young Brooklyn Beckham?" Chloe is one of my idols, but this choice shes making isn't the best one I have seen her make. Brooklyn seems like such an amazing person, not to even mention how gorgeous he is.
I keep scrolling until I see a picture of my ex with the same girl I caught him making out with at his house 3 weeks ago. It still hurts seeing him with her. I thought there was some sort of connection, I thought he felt the same thing I did. I was so wrong. The caption brought tears to my eyes. I couldn't swallow my food so I had to flush it away. He ruined me. Love scares me enough as it is. Im afraid of what I'd do if the same thing ever happened to me again. I have encountered so much pain in my life, I don't think I could pull my self out of my own darkness again.
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Summertime Bliss~ A Brooklyn Beckam Fanfiction
Fanfiction"I guess some stories just don't have a happy ending," I whispered. He looked at me like he was reading an open book while I stood there, empty. So much pain and emotion washed through his beautiful facial features like a hurricane. I was emotio...
