Chapter 1

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Chapter 1, my life before Des Moines Iowa.

(Y/n's pov)
I remember a few weeks before I moved to live with distant family, something happened back home. After my life became even shitty-er. All my "friends" thought I was faking for attention. Even my closest friends my (used to be) bffs, began joining with the others, thinking the same things. I began to get bullied. Shit went down in my family too, they all began to hate me for no reason, none of them knew what happened either...I remember one morning being woken up and told to pack my stuff. I packed my clothes... my devices, art stuff, and some other things like jewelry and such. Then being pushed into the car, we were in the car for hours, maybe days...
I remember waking up in the car and seeing a sign, it said "Welcome to Des Moines Iowa." I was confused, scared, sad, angry, and a little bit happy.

I got dropped off at someone's house, my parents walked me to the door, some kid, a little older than me opened the door. He yelled for someone and a lady wearing skimp-ish clothing arrived. She talked to my parents, the whole time the boy looked at me, up and down, judging me. Then the lady turned to me, and told me to follow her... she brought me to a room, a pretty shitty one, looked like a spare bedroom no one ever used.

A few days later I'm all unpacked laying on my bed thinking about life. I'm now living with my distant family on my dad's side. And, they're all assholes. Only been there a few days and I had been beaten three time for no reason...
"Y/n! Get ready for school you little whore!"

(3rd pov)
Y/n's uncle yelled from downstairs. It's been two months since y/n moved there. They did nothing to deserve this life, they knew that, but for some reason y/n felt it was the right punishment for whatever they've done.

...

Y/n stepped foot onto the bus only to have the feeling of eyes staring at them. Y/n took a seat next to the window in an empty seat. A few minutes later another kid got on the bus.
He sat down next to y/n. Y/n didn't think much of it. Then-

"Hey, I'm Jim."
That caught y/n's attention. Ever since y/n moved there, no one wanted to talk to them, sit with them, or anything, they only stared and judged.

Y/n looked over at him, he was a tall guy black hair that looked like it was dyed, that was slightly messing and went to his shoulders. Hazel green eyes, that looked right at them.

"Oh- hi..."y/n said looking at the seats around them, there where a few empty seat, so why was he sitting with them...

"What's your name?" Jim said looking at y/n.

"...y/n,"they said going back to looking out the window, "...why are you sitting here? There's a bunch of empty seats..." y/n said still looking out the window.

Jim looked at them almost saddened.

"Your always sitting alone...I thought you could use a friend." Jim said smiling sweetly.

Y/ n looked over at him almost scared. Y/n knew what it was like to have friends, how nice it is to have them. To be able to hang out with them and be themselves... then they remember what happened the last time, the looked away from Jim and ignored him for the rest of the bus ride to school.







Cliff hanger sorry- Ik Ik, but- imma write more later tonight, my friend is coming over and I have a few things I need to get done.
Thank you for reading this little piece of crap I've written ❤️

Written: 10/22/22
Words:656

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