TW: depression, bpd, anxitey, voices
Date: 17/04/2017 time: 9:55
Remington's pov
"I was alone in my bed... it was cold, dark, dead" I held my song book in my hand like it was the most delicate thing to hold, I fliped over the book and turned to a blank peice of paper, I had been writing songs since i was 14 it was my only eascape from life, from my home... from my thoughts.
"So sick and tired of being alone
So long, farewell, I'm on my own
I'm sorry mom, I've got to go
I dug this grave I call my home My life don't mean that much to me
So I'm living for you
Yeah, I'm living for you
And you can't stand the sight of me
So what's the point of this
Fucked up catastrophe?"
"I smiled weakly as I wrote down the lyrics, I looked at my self in the mirror, god why do I do this to my self" I breathed "this is all your fault he left you" "you were the problem you are a coward you weren't the son he wanted" "you are a disgrace to your family" I heard the voices in my head over and over, it wouldn't stop the constant thoughts racing like cars on the speed way. your worthless! "SHUT UP!" I screamed. I started hitting my head hoping the voices would stop but it only made it worse I heard a high pitched ringing in my ears it made my vision go Blurry I couldn't focus on what was happening right there and then, but the only thing I could focus on was myself in the mirror, I stared hard at my self. in the mirror I also saw a black shadow standing over me, the shadow had long pointy hands that looked like knifes the shadow had red bloodshot eyes it was very tall it looked about 6,4 and very slim. I turned around to look behind me the next minute it was gone I looked back at my sketch book to see it was Emerson. "hey rem are you okay I heard you screaming something, is everything alright?" "w- eh yea I'm fine just on the phone to my friend" "are your sure you sounded pretty annoyed.. you do know you can tell me anything rem?" "I know Emerson, if something was wrong I would tell you okay I promise" "Okay rem" "hey emmy?" "yea rem" I'm gonna go for walk is that ok?" "of course rem go ahead!" Emerson said. -------------------------time skip------------------------
I was outside in the park sitting on the bench with my phone, I looked up to see a beautiful girl. She had long-ish brown hair, around 5,9 she had lovely hazel eyes, she had black ripped jeans on and a nine inch nails t-shirt on, her wrists were littered with bracelets. I could tell I was falling for her, I was snapped out of my trance by the girl sitting next to me. "what are you doing here pretty boy?" I- I uhh ju-just o-out for a walk w-what about y-you? I stuttered. "same here, so what brings you out on a walk a 8pm?" j- just needed to get out for some f-fresh air. "I love your hair who did that cuz who ever did that is awesome!" she said looking at my spiky hair I- I did it m-my s-self. "Get out of here that's so bad ass!" T-thanks, I like your hair colour I- it brings out your eyes. I said shyly. "awe thanks pretty boy, hey! I never caught your name?" M-my name Is Remington w-what's your name? "y/n y/l/n" That's a lovely uhh is it ok if I get your number I- "sure thing rem pass your phone" I gave her my phone, she gently took it from my hands and typed her number in and handed it back to me I looked at what she put her name under "ma cherie💖" she passed me her phone and I typed my number in I put my name under "nutella freak🍫" I passed back her phone she looked at my contact name and just laughed. what? "nutella freak huh?" Y-yeah I love nutella, I mean who Doesn't. I said proudly. "yeah you are right." she said laughing a bit. "well I should start going home before my mom starts worrying about me" y/n said. here I'll walk you home It's getting dark I don't want you getting hurt. I said. "really are you sure I don't wanna waist any of your time?" y/n it's the least I could do And I don't think any of my brothers will care where I am. "awe thanks rem your so kind!" Soo what way now? I asked. "Oh just turn left here and up the steps." so uhh what are your hobbies? "well I draw, umm I like to sing, I play the ukulele and piano I also like cooking, what about your self rem you got any hobbies?" umm well I like singing I write songs that's it really. "wow you write songs, now that is bad ass. well uh this is my house here but I'm only one call away." and with that she pecked my lips and went inside...
A/N hey guys i know this is a rubbish ending for a chapter but i tried ಥ_ಥ i hope you liked it but i'll keep you updated see ya peeps P.s should i make a part two... 🤨
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