MCYT Shenanigans

This Is Home

A.N: I don't have a life, so here you go

TW: Slurs, implied suicide

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"I'll never forget you."

Often I am upset that I cannot fall in love but I guess

His last words cut me up like a pair of scissors.

This avoids the stress of falling out of it

And I vowed to kill him.

Are you tired of me yet?

Everyone seems so distant, I feel so disconnected.

I'm a little sick right now but I swear

And I suspect, others want me to just fuck off.

When I'm ready I will fly us out of here

I guess, if I remove myself out of the equation, everyone else would be much happier.

~Flashback~

I'll cut my hair

"Atha? What happened to you?"

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

"Nothing."

To make you stare

"You're becoming more boy-like every day."

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

I closed my eyes in shame.

I'll hide my chest

I swear to god, I don't know why I don't feel safe anymore in my boyfriend's arms.

And I'll figure out a way to get us out of here

"One day, I'll get all of us out of this fix."

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

"For fuck's sake, Atha, what's happened to you?"

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

I shrugged my shoulders, adjust my mask, and walk away; In truth, I didn't know myself.

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

My boyfriend rubbed his temples as if he was having a migraine.

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

"You know, Atha? Sometimes I wish you'd go back to being a slut."

I flinched back.

"Turn off your porcelain face," everyone tells me.

I can't really think right now in this place

How hard is it to have a bit of patience, I sometimes wonder.

There's too many colors

The nightclub is a nightmare.

Enough to drive all of us insane

It wasn't my fault the chandelier crashed onto the dance floor.

Are you dead?

But others blame me anyway. At school, I get beaten up again.

Sometimes I think I'm dead

This all feels like a lucid dream.

'Cause I can feel ghosts and ghouls wrapping my head

In a flash of light, I'm looking at the edge of the school's rooftop.

But I don't wanna fall asleep just yet

And I walk away. What a wimp.

My eyes went dark

"Oh, look! Atha's a shady emo goth girl!" Isabella mocked sarcastically.

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

She doesn't know what really happened; One of my eyes went blind. No thanks to my backstabbing boyfriend.

I don't know where

I run. I don't know where, but I run. I just want to get away from them.

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

But everywhere I go, there's people laughing. At me.

My pupils are

"There's the gay fag again!"

But I'll figure out a way to get us out of here

Back at home, I open the drawer and stare at them. It feels like such a tangible possibility.

"Get a load of this monster"

"She doesn't know how to communicate"

"Her mind is in a different place"

A new voice joined the fray.

"Will everybody please give him a little bit of space?"

I look up.

Beef? Isn't he the class president?

My ex-boyfriend, who had been taunting me, glared at Beef.

"Get a load of this train-wreck!" he shouted, loud enough for the whole school to hear.

"Her hair's a mess," someone else snarled.

"And she doesn't know who she is yet," another pointed out.

"But little do we know-"

"The stars welcome him with open arms" Beef finished quietly.

Everyone stared at him in shock.

Time is

The seconds tick by agonizingly slow.

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

I feel a gentle hand lift my mask off.

Slowly

A warm breath collides with my face.

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

My brain short-circuits.

Tracing his face

He's so close that I could smell his cologne.

But strangely he feels at home in this place

And our lips meet in a brief, sweet embrace.

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Word Count: 660

A.N: Beetho angst goes brrrr

-Mutie5793