We're reckless but that's okay (Frerard) [ON HOLD]

Six

She can't be coming back. She made my life a living hell. She cheated on my with my fucking brother. She can't be back. Oh god no. I bursted into tears quickly. I can't fucking believe it. I ran to my bedroom and caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. She made me hate myself. ''You're ugly. No one could ever love you and I can't believe you thought I did.'' I hated the shit she said to me. That was basically her purpose in life, to make my life a living hell. She was going to bring him with her.

He hit me, beat me, and I never understood why. He was sent to prison and she left. My life was so much better. I was so happy and so was Mikey. I began to regain confidence in myself. I started singing again. I didn't hate myself like they had gradually made me. This can't be happening. I have to be having a nightmare or some shit again. I can't go back to hating myself and avoiding mirrors just so I don't see myself.

I read the text over and over again, making sure I read it correctly.

Hey baby, miss me?

I felt ill. I went to the bathroom and huddled over the toilet. Before I knew it I was vomiting into it. Please have this be some cruel, cruel joke. I'd rather go to hell and have the fires bathe me than go through this again. I couldn't call anyone. Oliver was in the hospital, Austin would call the police and so would Mikey. She would kill me if I called the police. My parents would be no help considering they're always away on business trips.

I could just easily fall back into drugs. They numbed the pain. They helped so, so fucking much. I wasn't able to feel the abuse, hear the words, feel the touches. Nothing. I got up from the floor near the toilet and shuffled back into my room. I began crying again. I sobbed hysterically and my chest was heaving.

I suddenly heard the door slam open and laughs erupt from downstairs. They're here. The laughs climbed up the stairs and came closer. The laughs were at my door. I locked it but that wasn't going to stop them. Of course it wasn't. The door was quickly kicked down and two figures appeared in my bedroom. I looked up at them in horror.

I weakly looked up "Lindsey.''

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So...there's Lindsey. Yeah, she's going to be nothing like she is in real life. She's going to be a total bitch in this. I really hope you guys are liking it. It's about one in the morning here but I really want to get chapters up for you people. Please tell me what you think of the story. I don;t care if it's negative I just want to know what you guys think. xxx