Blondey and Unknown (Jack Johnson fan-fiction)

Yeah I know it sucks being me.

Depression sucks ass. I can't help but wonder why I'm alive. Can I take anymore of this? Bullying has become a constant thing for a year. My dad died so my parents got a divorce. My mothers boyfriend touches me. I have no friends and the ones that are my friends won't talk to me when I'm at school. Cutting is stupid I know. I feel terrible when I do it. It just happens. So yeah cutting is a thing for me. My boyfriend. Well he's the only good thing about me. I love him so much and I just have trust issues so I rely on him. He's the only thing I love. My moms addicted to drugs and alcohol. Did I mention she's not my real mom? Yes I'm adopted. Could my life get any worse? "Yes I know I shouldn't have run away Phil I'm sorry." I said with regret in my voice. Phil was my mothers boyfriend. "You better be sorry bitch." He said as he slapped my cheek hard. I winced in pain as I cried softly. My razor is what I want. "Stand up now." He said with lust in his eyes and I stop crying. "Take your clothes off now slut." He said. "Okay." I cried. Cried so hard. "Stop crying or I will kill you." He said. I calmed down. He held my hands down then ripped my shirt off with a knife. I started screaming and my face stung. "Your being a bad girl." Phil said as he tapped my mouth. It was happening again. I couldn't stop him. He kicked my side and kneed my thigh. I cried so hard. I couldn't stop. He slid my underwear down and slammed into me. I screamed because it hurt so bad. The pain killed me. What kind of a mom do I have? I have so much shit in my life and it keeps getting worse. He started grunting. "Gosh your fantastic." He said as he pulled out. I just sat there crying as the smell of his alcohol lingered. He finally let me go. "If you tell anyone about this your dead, understand?" He asked. "Yes." I replied. I ran to my room and took a shower. Nothing will ever help me get through this depression. I will forever be dirty, slutty, bitch everyone calls me. "I'm so gross." I said in the shower. The water stung my skin. I got out and grabbed a blade. "It's getting to me." I thought. "My life is killing me.". "I am nothing. I'm a slut who's so dirty." I whispered and cried. "Bitch get down here its dinner." My mom shouted clearly drunk. I went downstairs and my lovely family was there. My drunkin high mom waisted as always, my rapist, drunk step dad, and the suicidal little whore. Great big happy family. I woke the next day with a migraine. I went to school with a happy face. It's like a mask. Inside I'm dying. "Morning mrs. Valentine please take a seat." My teacher said. I sat down and I saw girls eying me. I guess I'm not perfect enough for them. School just lasted 16 years and I'm finally out. I went to go play volleyball because I have so much stress when my boyfriend Cody came and sat down next to me. "Hey Cody." I said smiling. "Hi.." He said with a blank expression. "What's wrong?" I asked. "I want to break up." He said. I couldn't think anymore. I tried not to cry. Everything was going in slow motion. The only thing I ever had was him, now I have nothing but shame and depression. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't look at him. Everything around me went black. I was stuck in a universe where I have nothing. Then Cody called to me making me remember what's happening. "Why?" I asked crying a bit. "Because your the school slut. You lost your verginity and I can't handle all this stress and all the bullying anymore." He said. I lost it. I screamed at him and left. I ran home. I don't know why. I go from hell, then back to hell, then have more shit happen in my life. Who WOULD  want to go my house? I was running when I bumped into someone but I couldn't make out who it was because my eyes were so blurry from crying.

Sorry about that chapter😭😭it was good tho. Continue to read if you liked it. Love you❤️