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Westerburg High. A place of learning and thriving...supposedly. But in reality it's a place of teenage angst and heartbreak. I've had my fair share of both of these; a few speckled heartbreaks here and there, but nothing too extreme. But the angst? Oh, that's another story. And I don't mean to be melodramatic but my teenage years have been pretty shit.
My dad isn't in my life, and he never has been. To me he's just a mythical creature, and his magical power is keeping my mother entrapped in her past. She's a good mother, don't get me wrong, but while my life was falling apart around me she was too far in her mind to realise, let alone help.
Sometimes it helps to use my knowledge of psychology to try and pick apart my life, the people in it, and the things that happen around me. For example, I know that Heather Duke has low self-esteem, which is why she's such a bitch. Heather McNamara likes a boy who doesn't like her back, which is why she's such a bitch. But Heather Chandler? God, I'd like to figure that one out.
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As for my issues? Well my dad seems to be the common denominator. He's the cause of my mum's poor mental health, our financial situation, and I suppose I could blame my taste in men on my daddy issues as well.
I've never been good at picking my partners. I seem to lean towards the broken ones. Heather D says I'm trying to fix them and Heather M says I pity them, but truthfully I think I'm just looking for someone to relate to. And a broken soul can't relate to an unbroken one. Not fully, anyway.
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So my upbringing has been difficult. But so has almost everyone else's. The real fun started in high school, with the Heathers. Those are the three girls I mentioned earlier. They're only juniors, like me, but they're at the top of the social hierarchy already. And they take full advantage of that.
Everyone's lives are like movies - with different characters, settings, and plot lines. Unfortunately for me, the Heathers have wormed their way into my movie, and Heather Chandler seems intent on becoming the antagonist. And maybe she is for now, but who knows? I could become my own villain.
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