waste of water

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y/n pov
hours later and i was laid in bed simply staring up at the ceiling. it was painful to move so i was basically stuck on my back trying to fall asleep.

i turn my head over to my clock to see it nearing 4am. wonderful.

i grab my tangled earphones of the bedside table plugging them into my phone. raising the phone above my face i open spotify.

i play my favourite playlist. music. very poetic i know. the first song to come on was where is my mind by the pixies.

so now i was laying on my back in pain but i got music.

timeskip morning

i don't know when i fell asleep but i woke up at 6 to blackbird by the beatles playing. such a good song.

my body was stiff however it wasn't really painful to move.

suddenly i herd talking from most likely the kitchen and i was confused. then i remembered my fathers new 'wife' and her son.

sighing i gather some clothes for a shower. packing my school bag at the same time.

i walked out of my room and into the bathroom which was the next door from mine. of course it has already been taken over by the runt.

thomas the tank engine pyjamas were on the floor. a blue toothbrush with minion toothpaste on the bench. and a trolls 3 in one sat next to shower. 

i lock the bathroom door putting my stuff down and running the water. my father would complain if i used the hot water so by now i was used to the cold water. it woke me up in the mornings atleast.

i took of my clothes and was about to jump in the shower when i noticed the bruising on my back. i then took a second to see where else had bruised from the impact of yesterday.

"bloody oath" i mumble my chest was bruised as i think i went in headfirst but it was a bit fuzzy.

there was bruises on the tops of my shoulders backing up my assumption along with bruising on the top of my thighs.

what can you do i guess. i jumped in the shower and definitely woke up from the water.



"oi hurry up in there i need to get ready for work" i hear my fathers wife knock on the door. i honestly don't know or remember her name.

"yeah your wasting water" my father yells.

i sigh turning the shower off and grabbing my towel. i dried off brushing through my hair before getting changed.

"about time" she says walking in since she was literally waiting next to the door.

i push past her back to my room and hear her mumble something i didn't pay attention to.  when i walked into my room i grabbed my bag, phone and earbuds.

checking the time i see it's about time i should leave. seeing as i have to ride or walk to school anyway.

i shoved my phone into my hoodie pocket, slinging my bag strap over my shoulder with a yawn.

the weight of my bag was uncomfortable but i'll manage.

3rd person pov
y/n texts monica to see if she's walking today. before going out to the kitchen to fill up her water bottle.

"well you could wear something nice for once aye, maybe get yourself a boyfriend if you brushed that hair for once too" her father david says drinking his morning cup of coffee.

y/n didn't answer him filling the bottle up. "i'll be back around 6" she calls over her shoulder walking out the door.

apparently ashton was driving monica so y/n was left to walk alone. of course he could always pick her up but she preferred riding. anyway.

grabbing her bike from inside the garage she rode out of her street heading to school.

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"how'd you sleep" monica asked as soon as she chained up her bike. the girl must've been waiting for her.

"2hours" is all she replied but it told monica everything.

"honey you need melatonin or something" she tells y/n grabbing her hand as they walk into the school.

"you know i won't be able to get that" she yawns walking slowly. monica goes quiet trying to think of something to help her friend.

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