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*Dream*
"No dad stop!! What are you doing?" Bam!! I watch my mom fall to the floor with a loud THUD as the dark red blood follows like a river all over the wood floors. "DAD!?! WHAT DID YOU DO YOU SELFISH BASTRAD?!?! SHE LIVED MW AND YOU TOOK HER AWAY FORM ME!!" I snap. "SHE NEVER LOVED YOU!! SHE NEVER LOVED ME SHES A LIAR!!" He snaps back slurring his words his breath smelling like whiskey. "YOU LIE!!" Dad lifts the gun up to me and says "die you emo whore!" BANG!!
*END OF DREAM*
I wake up from that awful dream that I have every night. That's what would have happened if the cops didn't bust in before he could shoot me. I was 14 when this happened. I'm now 17. I miss my mom so much she was the opposite of my dad. Kind, loving, caring, accepting and never yelled at me. I got enough of that from dad.

I roll over and look at my alarm clock 10:43 am. CRAP!! I'M LATE FOR WORK!! I run out of my room and throw my shoulder length green hair in a pony tail. Its times like this I hate having this hair cut. I quickly get dressed and I only put on eyeliner since I'm running so late. I run out to my old clunkie car and try to start the engine. After 5 tries it finally works and I'm off.
I arrive at the mall and make a mad dash for Hot Topic praying the boss won't notice. I get in the store only to find my co worker Alex covered for me. I don't know why she's so nice to me. She probably wants somethung from me. Alex has long pretty brown hair that's usually curled. She has gages, snake bites, an eyebrow bar and a nose stud. I want all those pricings the day I turn 18. *A/n I do want all that stuff*
It's a pretty normal day at work. I get off shift and walk out to my car only to find some if the kids who bully me at school. I think they're names are Justin and Kyle. "Hey emo queen" they mock. "What do you dumbasses want?" I snap with an annoyed tone. "Da fuck did you just say bitch?" They ask as they lounge at me. I quickly dodge matrix style and get in the car trying it start the engine and failing. Fuck I need a new car. They open the door and throw me out on to the pavement. I land on my side and moan in pain. They start kicking me and it's all I can do to curl up in a ball and cry as they say "what's wrong? I thought you liked pain!!" They spit on my walking away saying "Don't even think of showing your face at school on Monday." I lie on the ground for a few more minutes. I get up and get in my car. It starts right away this time.
I pull up to my apartment building and quickly run up the stairs and to the left feeling the tears building up. I stop dead in my tracks when I see someone bagging on the door. Holy shit!! That's my dad!! I thought he was in jail. Wait crap he saw me. RUN!! I quickly make a bolt for the stairs but he stops me by grabbing my arm. Shit he smells like beer this is not good. "Hey emo bitch. Did you miss me? I sure missed beating on your ugly ass face." "HELP!!" I yell hoping one of my neighbors will hear and calk the cops. He raises his and close my eyes and look away bracing for impact. But he doesn't hit me. I hear a loud thump. I slowly open my eyes and look down to see him passed out on the ground. I take this as an opportunity and run back down to my car. I get in and start driving to god knows where and quickly remember the blades in my pocket and pen in paper in the glof compartment.
I get the pen and paper and start writing the words flowing out of my hand and on to the paper. My suicide note. It addresses my dad, Alex, my two internet friends Rosie and Isabelle as long as PTV, bvb, and a few over bands saying how much they changed my life. I then put a date on it Thursday May 1st at midnight. I check my watch and see that's next week.
I finish 20 minutes later and make small cuts on my wrist making sure not to go to deep. I make about six then start my car and keep driving.
Hey guys I hopes you liked the first chapter of The Day My Life Changed. Sorry if it sucked it's my first fanfic. I think she'll meet Andy next chapter but I don't know yet and we'll start to explore more with her mental disorders. I hoped you guys liked it.
PEACE MOTHAFUCKAS!!

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