I faked my suicide

Chapter 1

I was born in a family that makes me wish i was dead. My name is Emily, i have on brother, Ryan, he is 10 years old. my parents never stopped fighting since the day i was born, 15 years living that way and i have no idea how to continue, im dying slowly, i cant hold on the pain anymore, im goinh to explode, all that pressure is going to explode out of me someday, soon.

Basically, my life at school isnt better, every time i step in there, i dont here anything but there bad wishes, insults, and curses. I mean im just a human being, why, why all this hate inside of them, just respect me for the fact that im just human.

And, our stupid society thinks its wrong to listen to metal and to be who i am, well i have my choices, my opinions, my mistakes, my lessons, my life, none of anyone's business.

I woke up in the morning to the sound of my annoying alarm ringing 'beeeep beeep' i check my phone, its already 6:52 am!!!! Wowww im gonna be late for school!!! I get out of bed and directly take a towel and run to the bathroom, brush my teeth, wash my face, and do my 'petite toilette' hahah. I wore my usual jeans with a t-shirt and with a pair of converse. I just said hello to my parents, grabbed a piece of cake and went out before i miss the bus.

As soon as i arrive to my beloved stupid school, my ears start hearing the malignant and vicious words coming out of student's polluted mouth.. My brain tries to ignore all that but my heart still receives the pinch from every single word im hearing. The only reason i still go to that school is only for my best friend, soulmate, and sister, mandy. She's the only one that understands me in there. She makes me feel better, everytime im down she brings me up... She's such an amazing person!

I meet up with mandy just before i enter history class (the most boring classs EVERRRR!!!) turns out we both have history in the morning, well basically as much as history is boring, Mr. Peters makes it even more and more and more boring !! Half of us sleep in that class hahahah, that's why i love having history in the morning!!! We enter class, take our places, i open my bag to take out my pencil case and books. I arrange them neatly on the table and start listening to Mr. Peters talking about what happened when the i don't know who attacked i don't know where...

As Mr. Peters was talking, my mind drifted off to why our society is so against listening to metal music, i mean, its just that everyone is different, and everyone has his own style in whatever; music, clothes, anything. We must be different to continue.. if we're all just the same then we'll get hella bored and we won't arrive anywhere... I love the fact that im different, im different and proud!!! As Mandy says: 'You must be odd to be number one.'

As im drowned in my thoughts, i feel Mandy poking my hand saying that the session is over, THANK GOD FINALLY !!!

'I have math now' says Mandy.
'I have literature now' i say 'ill meet u in the cafeteria at lunch time'
'Suree see ya' Mandy says as she walks to her class.
So we both go different directions just to attend our classes..

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The day passes and i really dont want to go home, i honestly hate seeing my parents always fighting, i mean, even on christmas, we barely talk! Im really unhappy and sorry for everything that's happening in my life. I really just need a break, a small break that can just make me relax a little bit from this cruel world surrounding me.

After school, i came back home, as usual listening to my parents fighting... everytime they start that i just head to my room and close the door, pick my headphones and play my favorite song 'king for a day'. Pierce the veil were and still are my escape, they feel me, and they comfort me.

While enjoying my music, i look outside and find my whole family out and i also can hear the loid voice of my dad, so i just put everything down and jump outside to see whats going on. THEY'RE KICKING RYAN OUT!¡!!?!??¿!!WHAT THE HELL NO THEY CANT DO THAT TO ME!!!!! Ryan is the only one in the family that i can count on, he's everything to me, if i lost him then i really wont have anything to do here anymore, in here i mean my life.

I tried to stop my parents from doing that, but they left me no choice, i went back home,took the keys, my phone, some food and ran outside to stay with ryan. They forced me to come back in, so hah i really couldnt do anything at that point or else they'll torture me. I got really really really mad and shut the door of my room in the hardest way possible, staring at ryan outside, he's still in the same spot. I just take my eyes off him and try to relax a bit. After a while my dad goes out to check if he's still over there, he doesnt find him. When i heard that, i directly sprinted to the outside shouting 'RYAAAAAANN' and again 'RYAANNNNN' no answers. I searched everywhere to find him, to be honest, when i was searching for him i literally thought im gonna find his 'dead' body on the floor... FINALLY i spotted him next to the trash on the other side of the road, he's just reading his book.

'RYAN, where the hell did u go' i asked.

'I came here, its beautiful in here, no ones shouting, everything is peaceful' he says calmly.

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Author's note:
Heyyy guysss!!! This is my first story on wattpad so dont judge me please hahahah, i hope y'all are enjoying ittttt!!! Lemme know what u guys thinkkk !! Pleaseee ur opinions realllyyy matter!¡! I love you allll so muchh xx -L