The beginning..

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Chapter tw: Nightmares, mentions of death
((Quick AN: I'm updating the way I type this so it's easier to read. Nothing other than that has changed.

Sal's POV:
"It's your fault, Sal. Everything is your fault. It should have been you."
My father loomed in front of me, his eyes burned into mine, I felt like I was being crushed, unable to breathe, unable to say a thing. "Your mother deserved better. You killed her, you killed her Sal."

The room around me was pure white, there were no shadows, nothing. Just white. Confusion clouded my mind as I sobbed. "Dad.. Dad I didn't mean to-"
"Silence. You know what you did. We all know. She's gone, gone because of you."
"Dad.." The room started spinning, everything becoming a blur. My head ached, my eyes stung, and my body felt weak. I felt my father's hand on my shoulder, and I slowly lifted my eyes to look at him.

"You are not my son."

The room stopped moving, and everything went silent. I couldn't breathe, speak, anything. I couldn't move. My ears started ringing, and I was falling. Falling? "Dad? DAD!" I screamed out for him, so loud it made my throat hurt. I thrashed my arms around, letting out a terrified shriek. I looked up at my dad with a begging stare, but my pleas were answered by his empty stare, watching me as I fell. My stomach lurched, and I knew this was the end. My father turned away, and soon enough, he was gone. I was alone.

My body felt cold as I fell, down. Farther and farther until I was close to the ground. This was it, I was falling to my death. I squeezed my eyes shut and tensed my muscles, letting fear take over as the world caved in, everything turning black, cold, and quiet.

I woke up in a cold sweat. My palms were clammy, and I was breathing heavily. I looked all around my room, at my body, everything. It was dark, but I could tell I was home. Posters of metal bands and movies covered my walls, trash and clothes littered the floor, and my dresser was left half open with a pair of socks hanging out. I let out a deep breath, calming down. It was silent, but a comforting silence. I felt safe.

I rubbed my eye, shaking my blue hair and brushing it out with my fingers.
I grabbed my phone and checked the time, it was an hour before school started, and at that I sighed and plopped back onto my bed.

I stared at my ceiling, just thinking. About my dream, my father, my friends, school, just.. life in general. Until eventually the loud repetitive beep of my alarm clock jolted me out of my mind, and put me back in the real world. Right. School.

I hopped out of bed and stretched my arms as I walked over to my dresser. I had slept in yesterday's clothes, and I was half tempted to just wear them again, but I decided against it. I pulled out my dresser drawer and grabbed a Metallica t-shirt and some ripped black jeans, along with some socks and clean underwear. You can't forget the underwear.

After I finished changing I made my way to the bathroom. I grabbed my toothbrush, slapped a glob of toothpaste on it, and started brushing away, careful to stay away from the scars around my mouth. I stared at myself in the mirror the whole time. My empty eye socket, my torn up jaw, the twisted scratches and scars that snaked around my cheeks and nose.. I was hideous.

I sighed and spat out all the foamy toothpaste. I wiped my mouth and grabbed two hairties, dividing my hair and putting it up in its usual pigtails. The pigtails were cute, Larry said that I "totally rock this look", or something like that. I let out a little laugh as I grabbed my glass eye from the cup of water it was in, and carefully put it in my eye socket. After that, I started to put my prosthetic on, clipping the straps behind my head and adjusting it so I was comfortable.

Soon after I grabbed my backpack, swung it around my shoulders, and sighed.
This was it, the start of a brand new day, of a brand new week.
Fun.

(AN: I know this is a bit short, but I really wanted to get the first page out there of this book- I've been working on it for ages and decided I needed to put out something, so here it is folks! I'm gonna try my best to update this regularly, so stay tuned! If you have any tips or advice, I'll gladly take it! I'm no expert writer, and I'm open for any critique! :) Thats all for now, see you in the next chapter! -Quinn

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