One Love (Twobit Matthews)

Where it all Begins

Well it all began on the day my Brother Dallas left for Tulsa. My parents wernt the best but after he left things got worse. They started fighting more and caring about me less. It got to the point sometimes they would even hit me especially my dad. So now I have multiple scars on my arms well the ones I havent put there myself that is. Along with some in a variety of other places. I tend to harm myself when I get stressed or upset. I have never really considered it a problem though because I have been doing it for so long. I know what my limits are and usually don't cross those. When I get out of this place I hope that it gets better and I don't have reasons to do it anymore. I used to resent my brother for leaving me here with them and all the problems in New York but as I got older I forgave him. I understood why he left this place and never looked back because he realized what I do now. If he stayed he would have ended up dead somewhere just as I will end up if I stay. That's why I decided I have to leave and get out before its to late.

My name is Nicole Winston I'm sixteen and have medium length blonde hair that almost covers half my face if I let it and blue eyes as cold as I have trained my heart to be. You have to be cold to live where I do now otherwise you will break and never be fixed. I'm also pretty tall for a girl my age I'm five foot nine. Which never helped me in life it honestly made it harder on me. Sure I could reach high up places but I mostly got made fun of for my height. Especially in school before I got kicked out. I tend to dress more casually but still stylish at the same time. Well as stylish as you can when your dad spends all his money on alcohol. I wouldn't say I'm a looker but I'm not that bad either.

Today is the day that I get on the train that takes me to Tulsa and I'm really nervous to see my brother again after so many years and to meet his friends. I had only got a few letters from him mentioning them so I don't really know what to expect. I hope everything goes well when I meet them all and they don't ask to many questions. I don't like to talk about my home or how I get my scars.....

It's now 7am and my train leaves at 8am. I have told my parents I'm leaving last night and it didn't end well. I now have a few bruises on my arms. I have them covered with my jacket for now though. I'm wearing a red t shirt, a black leather jacket, skinny jeans and a pair of converses Matched with some gold jewelry. My hair is up in a high pony tail and I have on a little makeup but not much. I really don't wear much makeup the only noticeable kind I wear is my red lipstick. I wear it often and it goes well with my complexion which I'm rather pale to be honest. You could say that the lipstick is the most noticeable thing about my looks.

As I finished packing around 7:30 and go down the stairs I find my parents passed out in there room from getting drunk the night before. It was honestly better this way and safer for me that they wernt awake. This ment I could get out of the house and be gone before they woke up. I honestly wouldn't even miss them anyways and was glad to be getting out of that situation. So I then proceeded to head in the direction of the train station. In hopes of a better life ahead of me.

When I got there I grabbed my bag full of stuff and hid in one of the train cars because I didn't have money to afford a ticket. It would be a pretty long ride but it was worth it to get away from New York. As the train started to move I could only think one thing. Tulsa here I come....

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