My Bestfriend

Chapter 2 - The most beautiful thing

I tossed and turned all night. Whispers of ' you're worthless ' and ' no one cares or will ever care ' ran through my head, residing in the dark corners of my mind. Every time I closed my eyes images of them,all  my demons, my tormenters beating my bruised body on the ground. Kicking it over and over never stopping. All of them yelling at my body, i sat there and looked through those eyes but it was like I wasn't in my body. I felt every kick but they were numb to my body. I don't know whats worse, being whispered dark nothings or being beaten in a body that i feel dead in. After hours and hours of this hellish torment I finally was able to see the sun's dim rays through the cracks in my window blinds.

I slowly sat up in bed and rubbed my eyes. I looked over at the alarm clock on my nightstand it read 5:56 I yawned and stretched, school starts at 7:00 so i have a good hour to kill. I  swung my legs over my bed and stood up. I walked over to my closet and looked for something to wear. I grabbed a plain black v-neck and a floral skirt. I set my outfit out on my bed and walked over to my make-up table and sat down, I grabbed a brush and started to brush my medium length crimson hair. In the middle of brushing my hair i felt something rub against my foot. Startled I jumped and dropped the brush, it hit the ground with a dull thud.

I looked down and saw an orange mess with legs. It took me a minuet to remember that it was the cat that I had picked up last night. I breathed out a quite sigh of relief and picked up the brush off the floor.'' Don't do that, you scared the crap out of me '' I huffed. The cat just meowed at me and jumped up onto the table and laid down. I sat back down and continued to brush my hair. When done I had an idea and grabbed the comb that was also on my table. I picked up the cat and layed him back down in my lap. I then proceeded to gently comb all the matts out of his fur. Half way through he roled over onto his back I snorted '' You do know I can't brush your fur now right? '' he moewed at me and stretched his arms and legs as if to make it more prominent that he wasnt going to move. I picked him up and set him on the blanket I put down on the floor for him last night.

I looked over at the clock again to see that it was 6:15, I should start getting ready. I changed out of my pajamas and into the outfit I had set out. I ran the brush once more through my hair and then headed to my door. I slowly opened the door and tip-toed out of my room. I want to be as quiet and possible so not to wake my dad. I made my way to the kitchen and started making my lunch, I don't eat breakfast it makes me feel sick. I walked around the kitchen for a couple more minuets just to waste some time. I grabbed a bottle of ibuprofen and set it on the coffee table in the living room for when my dad wakes up. I cleaned up the empty bottles and decided not to risk going after the one still in his hand. I looked over at the clock on the wall, 6:38. I  walked back into my room and put my black converse on. I petted the cat who was now dubbed with the name Anarchy, grabbed my lunch and book bag and headed out the door.

I walked down the stairs and out to the road. I walked down the street and then turned left. I was on my way to school or otherwise known by the common name HELL. I really didn't want to go yet again when did I ever. Maybe when I thought I still had a future but I can't remember. I walked for a good ten minuets before arriving at the gates of school. The gates always remind me of a cemetery but school and a cemetery are basically the same thing, right? I walked in and headed straight for the stairs and kept my head down hoping no one would notice me.

I was wrong. Someone noticed me, a girl name Diana. She tripped me right as I was about to pass her. I was able to stick out my hands in time to break my fall. The group of kids that were with her all started laughing. I grit my teeth and stood up, my knees and hands were scrapped up and bleeding a little but I didn't care I just wanted to get inside. '' Good morning to you too Diana '' I grumbled she gave me a smirk and swept her hair over her shoulder. I just turned around and kept walking. After what seemed forever I made it to the doors. I pulled open the heavy oak doors and slipped inside. I walked up two flights of stairs and walked down a hallway that seems endless just to get to my locker. I put my put my book bag in and pulled out some of the books I was going to to need for the first half of the day. I stood at my locker for a little while longer and then headed to my first class, French.