TRAPPED (sketchxreader)

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Elijah-

(a few months later)

Dear diary,

fuck my brother, fuck his stupid friends and fuck that evil smile that is plastered on Jack's face every time he roasts me. I don't wanna be his personal punching bag anymore, he pushed me in the hallway and made fun of me in P.E today. It's safe to say that things have only gotten worse since the last time i wrote. I am slowly losing hope and tomorrow is prom which I am not going to for obvious social anxiety reasons.

and no....I still haven't found a way to break free.

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I sigh and close my diary as I hear someone knock on my door, I turn around to be faced with an anxious Cayla. She is the typical popular, cheerleader type and also my brother's girlfriend.

"Where's Ethan?" She asks. Not again, she sneaks into our house almost everyday to meet with Ethan then they do all kinds of unholy things in his room, I bet.

"I don't know. He should be in his roo-" Before I can finish my sentence my brother emerges from the bathroom and hugs Cayla from behind. They peck each other on the lips and go into his room.

They are such a stereotypical popular couple, it sometimes gives me the ick but I ignore them and get myself to sleep. Tomorrow is going to be a normal and uneventful day, I won't go to prom, I'll stay in and play a bit halo, I tell myself before falling asleep.

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(the next day)

My day was going as planned till evening rolled around. Ethan went downstairs in order to leave for prom, our parents caught him mid-way. They complimented his outfit and asked why I wasn't going.

Ethan shares a look with me, we both know letting our parents know that we aren't close like we used to before would destroy them. Their hearts cant take it and that's why me and Ethan always act the same at our house and different at school.

"I am not feeling up to it." I say.

"Cmon Ethan!! take your brother with you, doesn't matter if you guys have a date or not, you guys have each other, go enjoy prom as brothers!" My dad rests his arm on Ethan's shoulder and he nods awkwardly as a response.

My dad doesn't know of Cayla and Ethan obviously, he has a no dating till you turn 18 rule which is excessive. It should be 16, I always thought.

Then my parents start to pressure me to go to prom, "It'd be good for you to get out more!" My mom states.

"You're going to prom and having fun! that's all!" My dad pushes me out the door with Ethan. I am only wearing a hoodie and khakis. Me and Ethan share an awkward look as we get into the car.

Silence fills the vehicle as Ethan drives to Cayla's house. We wait for a while at her house and she shows up wearing a pink gown, she is smiling on her way but when she reaches the car and looks at me, her smile drops.

"My parents forced me to bring him." Ethan sounds upset. I say nothing and go to the backseat so the lovebirds can sit next to each other.

To my surprise, they start bickering. Only if the rest of the school saw this, the image of the perfect, popular couple would get shattered. These guys put on a facade everyday and I am too lazy to expose them. I don't care about Ethan and Cayla and I don't care about prom.

We get there and the place is filled with horny teenagers fooling around, understandable, just what I expected. Ethan immedietaly unites with his jock friends and leaves me standing in the corner, I sigh and sit down. I hope this gets over soon, I want to go home and sleep.

I bury my head into my arms which are resting on the table. I stay like that for what felt like hours. I almost doze off but decide to look up when I hear a slow song playing, which completely changes the pace.

Everyone is slow dancing, they look happy and calm, it puts a smile on my face but a painful dent in my heart when I realise I am all alone tonight. I sigh and look around the room to take in the beautiful moment.

My eyes land on a girl with a camera, capturing the same moment. I can't take my eyes off her, there's something about her which makes me feel so drawn to her. We are both spectators who are not part of this moment and are watching from outside, we feel connected in a way.

She's so pretty, I am intrigued by her. Why have I never seen her before? Is this a sign? Can she be my way to break free? Why is she alone? She is pretty enough not to be. These thoughts enter my mind as I feel myself sweating.

My heart is pounding out of my chest and this girl is hypnotizing me and I can't do anything about it. I just stand there and have my gaze set on her.

Then I notice Jack walking towards me with rage in his eyes,

"The fuck are you staring at my girl for?' He pushes me.

"No I-" I realise I was staring at his girlfriend's direction, not at his girlfriend though but the girl behind her.

"I was zoned out." I stare at the ground and mumble. I am scared and I don't want to Jack to beat me up on prom day, give me a break for gods sake.

"Oh yeah?" He has a mischevious yet enraged smirk plastared on his face.

I have a feeling that this is not going to end well for me.