We're Both Lonely

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TW⚠️: ALCOHOL, ABUSE,PARANOIA,SLIGHT LANGUAGE,MENTION OF CHILD ABANDONMENT 


ZIGZAG POV:

I was walking down to my usual alley-way to sit at so I can be alone with my thoughts, when I saw a boy, definitely not older than me and maybe just a few inches shorter than me. He seemed to be crying, he had short brown hair with short bangs in the front. He also had many red spots that looked like slap marks and tiny cuts from falling or being pushed, I guessed. Since I had acute paranoia, I wondered if he was safe and hesitated before saying "Hey." I tried not to scare him, but I must've scared him anyway, because he flinched and turned his head after wiping his tears with his arm. "Sorry, didn't mean to scare you," I added, trying not to startle him again. I was still paranoid even though he looked harmless, but I couldn't help but think, What if he is sitting here because he just committed a crime? Or What if he's gonna try to beat me up? Despite being tall, and kinda strong, I always worried someone was gonna try and hurt me.


SQUID POV:

I was just trying to get out of the house and go to the park or something, and then I realized my mom wasn't asleep like I thought she was. I tried to avoid my sorry excuse for a mother, but it's like she had grown eyes in the back of her head from the alcohol. "Where the *hic* hell do you *hic* think your going?" My alcoholic mother yelled at me just before I exited out the door. "T-to the par-park," I said stuttering, scared she was gonna hit me. "Come here first," she yelled again. I hated yelling so every time someone yelled I flinched. "Y-yes ma'am..." I walked over to her hesitantly. I already knew what was coming. She slapped me across the face 4 times. Then pushed me onto the floor, the floor had many things on it, including shattered beer bottles, wrappers, full, a quarter empty, half empty, and empty water bottles all crushed and stepped on. The sink was also overflowing with dishes. 

I looked down to see I was bleeding from falling on a beer bottle. "Now you can *hic* go," my mom yelled again. Of course, I flinched again. I went out the door in a hurry, hoping not to be seen by people passing by, so they didn't ask me if I was ok. Who would care anyway? I didn't even need to worry. 

I practically ran down to the abandoned alley-way by the park. It wasn't a usual spot I would go to cry, but it was ok. I sat there crying for about 7 minutes also wishing my dad would come pick me up and save me from this hell hole.Why did he leave? It's his fault that mom hits me! After he left was when mom started drinking! Thinking about that made me cry harder, and get angrier. When I was just about to scream into my hands I suddenly heard some teenager, probably older than me, but not by much say "Hey." I flinched, turned my head, and tried to quickly wipe my tears. He seemed to notice, because after that he said "Sorry, didn't mean to scare you." I said it was fine and he came and sat beside me.


ZIGZAG POV:

I sat beside the boy, not too close, because I felt bad for scaring him. I asked him if he was ok. He stayed silent, though. I left him alone for a few minutes just sitting there in the silence with the faint sound of him crying. He tried to hide it, but I had good ears. "Do you wanna talk about it?" I asked. The boy still stayed silent. After a few seconds, though he mumbled "S-sure" quietly. He started talking to me about how his dad left and his mom started drinking. When his mom drank, or got mad she often took her anger out on him, or just hit him for fun. He hated his dad for leaving but also begged God everyday for him to come back. He never knew what happened to his dad. I felt tears well up in my eyes listening to the poor boy. He seemed so lonely, even lonelier than I was. I didn't really know how to react to people crying, especially people I don't know. So I tried to reassure him it would get better. He seemed to be thankful but doubtful.



Thank you for reading this so far shit story!! <3 (759 words)

I will try to upload every week, and again thank you!!


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