emo/mute girl

4

Autums pov

I was walking around my house looking for my dad. He was no where in the house. He is usally home. I walked up the stairs and looked in his room. He wasnt there. I went to my room and layed on my bed. I listened to some music until the door slammed shut. That is the second time this week that happened. He walked into my room and started to yell at me.  He smelled  like alcohol. He  has started to drink a little while afrlter mom left.

"She left because of you. She doesnt love you she didnt want to see your  ugly ass everyday. So she left. You are fat ugly worthless piece of shit. No one likes you and never will." He yelled. Wow he seems really mad. He has never yelled at me like this.  I felt a stinging  on my left cheek. Did he just smake me in the face. My eyes started to water. He looked at me with disgust and kicked me making me fall. He kicked me a few times and then left. I didnt move I just laid on the floor crying.

I was being shaken awake. I opened my eyes and looked to see blake. "Are you okay you are crying." He said. I nodded. He looked concerned. "Did you have a bad dream."  I nodded. "Do you want to tell me about it." I grabbed my notebook. 'How can I tell you when I dont talk.' "You know what I mean." 'I know I was trying to be funny.' I smiled he smiled back. "So do you want to tell me what your dream was about." He asked. 'It was just about what happened when my father started to drink.' "Oh. What happened to your mother." 'I dont know she just left on day without a word.' "Ok." I nodded. I started to draw in the notebook. "Nice drawing." I looked over and blake was looking at my drawing.

I looked away and played with the blanket. "Will you ever talk." He asked I looked at him. 'I dont know. I dont think I want to.' "Why" 'I dont people to make fun of me when I talk. Id rather be quiet insted of talking and sounding terrable.' "Can you try and talk around me." He asked. 'Why' "I wanna hear what your oice is like." He shrugged. 'I could try but I dont think anything will come out.' "Okay." I tryed to talk but I couldnt. "Its okay you dont have to be scared to talk around me I wont make fun." He said. 'Give me some time. I think I will try again later.' I dont think so I am so not talking anytime soon.

The rest of the night I couldnt fall back to sleep. I kept picking at my skin and soon it started to bleed. I didnt even notice until I looked at my hand. I dont know why he would help me its not like anyone likes me. I lookkled around trying to find somethimg to do. Nope nothing to do. I could play on my phone but I would get board and want to do something else. I just layed back down not knowing what to do. I looked at the celling. Then  got an idea. I grabbed my sketch book and started to draw something. It looks like a tiger and a few roses around it. I put some music on. I didnt want to wake up anyone so I put earbuds in.

Brother by FIR came on. This song reminds me of my brother. When I was younger my brother killed himself. I was so upset. I never tell anyone about him. One day he just left and then we got a call saying they found his car burned. We dodnt have a funeral because there was no body found but we did have a wake thing or whatever you call it. Devan was the only one that protected me fromy dad. Then he disappeared. He wasnt popular he was an outcast or emo like me. The difference was that he talked. I just wish he still was here. I know that he wouldnt let my dad do that to me. I was 10 when he left and he was 16. He was the only one I talked to. The day we got the news I never talked to anyone.

I kept drawing and listening to music. I was tapped on the shoulder when I got scared by blake touching my shoulder. "You know it is like 7 on a saterday." He said. I nodded. "Cant sleep." I nodded again.  "Well wanna do something later today." He asked. 'Yea can we go to the theaters I wanna see a new scary movie.' "Yea we will leave in a few hours."he said. I nodded and he left the room. I got up and walked into the bathroom. I took a shower. When I was done I dried my hair straightened it and put my make up on. I grabbed a pair of black denim shorts and a pierce the veil tee-shirt. I put in my black vans and grabbed my sketch bool and phone and walked downstairs. I sat on the couch and started to draw again. I was working on the drawing from earlier.

"Hey you want something to eat." Blake asked. I shook my head no. "Do you ever eat." He asked. I nodded lieing so he forest freak out. I never fell hungry so I dont eat. I went back to my drawing and kept concitrated on it.  I didnt want to mess up.