New roommates// pierce the veil

Prologue

At a young age my brother and I were close, we were glued to the hip but he never knew the abuse that happened to me from our father. My father was a good dad but he had his issues like everyone else he was an alcoholic but when the alcohol wasn't helping he went to drugs.

At age 15 that's when it got bad, my dad brought sketchy men into the house, when he did I would sleep in my brothers room to stay safe from these men but one night he wasn't there to keep me safe he was at a friends house I begged my mom for me to go with him but she told me no, that night my dad had a "friend" over who would look at me like I was a thing of meat. Once it was late at night that same man broke into our house went into my room told me to not say anything and keep quiet or he'd kill my mother and father. After that he raped me continuously until he had nothing to give.

After that night he told me to not stay in my brothers room when he was here and if I would he would kill him, the thought of my brother gone made me cry I loved him so much that I let this man do this to me.

At age 17 I started taking pills I didn't care what they where, as long as they took the pain away I didn't want to feel anymore. After my brother moved out to move in with his best friends that's when the self harm started but soon that didn't do anything to me so then I went to popping pills everyday just to make it through the day.

I would go and party to make me forget about the pain that I had, I would mix drugs and alcohol together to hope that it would kill me but it never did I would end up waking up the next day disappointed.

It was my 19th birthday and my mom found all the empty pill bottles that I hid in my old toy box. I remember seeing the tears in her eyes and the fear in her face. She started to scream at me and tell me how much I'm like my father and that I need help but I was high off of all the pills I took earlier that morning, she left the room and I heard her on the phone on what sounded like a male voice then it goes silent she comes back into the room and tells me to pack my things and that I'll be with living with my brother cause she will not see me like this...like my father.

When she told me this I was shocked, angry, sad that she won't even help her own daughter. I storm out of the room to my bedroom and start to pack my things, I had tears in my eyes I was hurt that my own mother doesn't want me. I walk to my dresser grab my blades and start to make cuts on my thighs. I stopped once I hear the door bell rings I hear my brother with other voices.