The Diary of a Depressed Melon

Intro

Dear Diary,

Today's my birthday and I just turned 9. Yay.....except the fact that my mum is at work and I'm running away from my dad. He got drunk and threw a fit again. I'm hiding in the cupboard right now and I can hear him collapsing downstairs. If you think that I'm hiding in the cupboard in my room you're wrong. I'm not a noob anymore. I'm in the attic and it's safer up here. No dad. No yelling and no depression.

Heh I thought huh:)

Dear Diary,

I turned 11 in June and my mum is yelling at my dad for cheating on her. He walked into my room and told me not to worry about it. My mum walked in and took me up in her arms. She ran t the car with me and we drove to our old house. Dad doesn't now about it so it's gonna be alright.

Time skip

Mrs Jones droned on and on about some dumb shit, honestly I couldn't care less. I just wanted to go back home. I grew up good if I say so myself. I wear a black face mask and I have back headphones so basically I'm an emo chick don't judge abuse does a lot of stuff to me;)

I'm not popular if that's what you're wondering. People know about me, want to have a successful mum like me but I don't conversate with anyone. I hate people they're all noisy and peppy it's intoxicating.

Class went on for about another 15 minutes but then a new guy came into the door. He was looking fine asf, but in 3 seconds all the frat girls are gonna get on their knees for this dude. Yep called it. Jenny the bitch is all over him and I can tell he hates it. Damn he's looking at me. Nah I ain't doing this y/n cringe bullshit today I look at the window and avoid all eye contact. He can keep his Diamond orbs and his eight pack abs to himself lonely bitch-_-

When class ended I ran out the door and set off to the field. No one comes here and I can eat lunch in piece. I was about to open my bento box but then I saw him....he was wearing his headphones but I could tell he was listening to Home by Machine Gun Kelly. He has taste I can tell but he still look like some mafia dude from a Mafia x reader fanfic. I stand up and head back to the main building......but I feel somone grab my arm, I smell daddy issues and lots of hot chocolate for staying up at night reading wattapad. I turned around and it was him the emo Quavo guy-_-

'Hey', he said in a husky monotone voice Dammmnnn are u corpse husband or som'

'Hi' I replied plainly

He nodded and went off in the opposite direction Boy I aint gone follow him I aint no cinderella-_-

ANNOUNCEMENT

I might be on HIATUS for a while but I will be continuing this very soon:)