Shattered Perfection

Chapter 1- Another Day in Hell

((Before we begin I want to warn you all of what's to come. I'm touching some sensitive topics such as anorexia, abuse, and self-harm. If you are uncomfortable with things like that then please leave now. If that stuff doesn't bother you, then continue reading))

The cramping pain in his stomach was what jerked Grimsley awake that morning. He groaned softly and sat up slowly, trying to ignore the searing pain that was throbbing through his intestines. His room was still dark, showing that he had woken up before his alarm clock once again. He truly hated when he did that, but it was becoming such a natural occurrence that he really didn't need to turn his alarm clock on anymore. He turned the machine off, sighing when he saw that it was five forty-five. His alarm wouldn't have been going off for another thirty minutes, but there was no way he'd be going back to sleep now. Especially not with the pain in his stomach.

Grimsley forced himself to his feet, succeeding at staying steady on his feet, and he walked over to where his Pokemon were. He was only allowed to keep a certain few inside, but that didn't mean he didn't smuggle them into the house when his father wasn't looking. In fact he was pretty sure that his father wouldn't even care if all of his Pokemon were inside the house. He crouched down next to them and he ran his hand along his Liepard's head, causing her to open her eyes.

"Hey dear," he whispered, "you wanna come to school with me today?"

Liepard let out a mewl and stood up, stretching and yawning as she did. Students were allowed to bring one small or medium sized Pokemon to school for the outdoor classroom. The principal, Alder, taught that class and he gave basically history on Pokemon, proper care, things of that nature. Grimsley enjoyed that class because it gave him time to slack off or do homework that he hadn't done the night before.

Grimsley stood up and walked over to his dresser, stretching slightly as he did. He winced as he felt his back pop and he pulled out some clothes, slipping them on quickly. Before he put his shirt on he glanced at himself in his full-body mirror. He sighed sadly as he saw how thin and tiny he was, running a hand over his ribs.

"So many flaws..." he mumbled as he slid his shirt on, covering his tiny frame.

He skillfully tucked in his shirt to make it look like he wasn't very skinny and he took a deep breath, rubbing his wrists slightly.

"Time to wake up the demon," he mumbled to himself as he turned to his bedroom door.

His Liepard mewled and rubbed against his legs as he walked out of his bedroom. He wasn't looking forward to getting his father up, but he had to do it. If he didn't do it then his father wouldn't get up in time for 'work' and then Grimsley would get in trouble. He hated that.

He walked up to his father's room and pushed the door open. His father was lying in his bed, empty alcohol bottles lying around the room. The stench was unbearable, but he was used to it by then. As he walked into the room, he heard a swoosh sound and he looked up to see his father's Honchkrow swoop down from it's perch and settle itself on top of his father's bed, giving Grimsley a glare as he entered the room. He absolutely hated that Honchkrow, mostly since it enjoyed attacking Grimsley's Pokemon when he wasn't around. He hated it with a burning passion.

Grimsley forced down his distaste for the bird Pokemon and he walked up to his father's sleeping form. He looked around and noticed a glass of water on the nightstand. He smiled as a mean thought entered his mind and he casually threw the water onto his father. His father let out a yell and sat up quickly, glaring at Grimsley.

"What the fuck Grimsley," he snapped, "Why'd you do that?!"

Grimsley smirked and set the glass of water down happily.

"I wanted to wake you up so I did," he said calmly.

His father glared at him and sat up, shaking his head slightly.

"You could've just shoken my shoulder!" he snapped. 

Grimsley shrugged and leaned back, crossing his arms at him.

"Well last time I did that you nearly slapped me," he retorted, "Sorry I don't feel like getting hit. Next time I'll try not to take that into consideration."

His father let out an angry grunt and he shook his head angrily, getting to his feet. Grimsley rolled his eyes then walked back downstairs and into the kitchen. He grabbed some pans and began heating it up so that he could make his father an omelet. A few minutes later his father came down and sat at the table. This whole morning thing would've been much easier if the chefs came in at a much earlier time, but Grimsley didn't mind. He normally didn't eat breakfast anyways. He opened the fridge and grabbed the egg carton, realizing that it was lighter than normal.

We need more eggs, he thought to himself, taking out two eggs and putting them onto the counter.

Grimsley made the omelet, hoping that he had burned some of it, and handed the plate to his father. He didn't even let his father say a word before he turned and walked out of the kitchen and into the main room. His Liepard mewled at him and sat down at the door as Grimsley gathered his school things. He grabbed his piano stuff and sighed, stuffing it into his backpack. He wasn't able to practice at home since his father wasn't allowed to know that he played the piano. If he knew about it then Grimsley would have to deal with his father going to concerts and he just didn't want to have to deal with that.

He slung his bag over his shoulder then opened the door, looking down at his Liepard.

"Alright girl, ready to go to school?" He asked as he walked outside with her on his heels.

He walked to his car and unlocked it, opening the door for Liepard as he did. The purple cat Pokemon hopped onto the seat and waited patiently for Grimsley to get in with her. He started the car and began driving towards school, but there was a small pang of nervousness as he got closer to the building. He didn't know what waited for him there, and he hoped that he would have a regular day. As he pulled into his usual parking spot he sighed and looked at Liepard.

"Well... Let's do this then," he said softly as he got out of the car.