Runaway (L.H)

Chapter 3- Life as it is

I wake up to a argument between my mom and dad, probably about something stupid.

"I don't know what to think about that Luke boy." My dad mumbles.

"Me either. But I think Audrey and him will get along." My mom says

"I don't even care about Audrey. I just don't want people to think we let Audrey run around with boys. I just can't wait until she is gone." My dad responses

"Me neither." Mom whispers. I hate our thin walls but then again I like to eavesdrop. I can't believe my parents. If they hate me that much, why did they have me. I bet I was a accident or a attempt  to save the marriage. I don't hear anything else from my parents. I feel a teardrop fall down my cheek. No I am not crying, I will not show that I am weak. I crawl out of my bed to walk over to my drawer and open it up to find my razor. When I find it, I feel my heart beating faster then usual.  I pull up my shorts and trace marks on my thighs. I carve

"Worthless" deep in one thigh and make x marks all around it. I draw marks all over, I watch the blood drip onto my bed. The pain hurts but also feels reliving, I make sure I feel the pain. I pull my shorts down to cover my latest designs and check the time on my phone, 6:43.  I grab a outfit I planned last night, a pair of light blue jeans, a black sweater and vans. I head to the bathroom to take a shower. Once I get undressed, I put the shower on cold water. The second the water hits me I feel like I'm dreading yesterday away. I love the feeling of cold water hitting my skin after I cut, It just feels so reliving. I make sure I wash my cuts because the last thing I need is for them to get affected because that would lead me to the hospital and that would lead me to a mental hospital being treated like a animal. Once I feel clean, I get out of the shower, dry myself and get dressed. I look into the mirror, I am such a waste. I put some make up on, so I can look like a regular teenager. I walk downstairs, grabbing my bag and walking out the door without making eye contact with the strangers I share DNA with. Audrey Score:1 Family Score:0. Everyone including myself, wonder how my family and I share DNA. I mean Cassandra my mom, looks like she could be my age, Micheal my dad is like a body-builder, when I was a kid all the girls I went to school with had a crush on him, same with my brother Noah who is the typical frat looking boy and then there is me, I resemble a gorilla in my opinion. I didn't get the fair share of DNA.  I am interrupted out of my thoughts when I see Luke in the corner of my eye walking next to me. I pick up my pace for the benefit of both us, I don't want to be near him and He will regret being seen with me.

"Hey." He mumbles waving and doing his sinecure jack-ass smirk.

"Why are you walking so fast?" He asks a little louder. Don't let your guard down, he will thank you later. Maybe if I take a wrong turn I will lose him. I take a left turn where you're suppose to cross to get to school.

"Ah, skipping school I like your thinking." He says

I wasn't think of that, but thanks for the idea but I would do it without him. He is like a lost puppy. But why is he following me? Yesterday he made it pretty damn clear of what he thought of me.

"Why are you ignoring me? It's not like I did anything to you." He say smirking. That's it. He is asking for it.

"Oh really now, Luke you made it pretty clear of what you thought of me. You stomped of the little confidence I had. So don't act like  you did nothing. Just when I thought school couldn't get any worse you came!" I yell.

"And she speaks." He says in amazement

I laugh to myself in annoyance.

"Look what I said was pretty shitty of me. I'm sorry.  I just thought you were stuck up because you reject my conversations. But I didn't know you then." He says.

"If calling me names is your way of talking to me, Do you blame me? And you still don't know me Luke, nor will you ever get the chance." I say back to him.     My hatred for this boy is growing

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My hatred for this girl is going. I hate the way she ignores me, rejecting my sorry's. I hate the way my scars ache when she's around. I haven't even known her for a day and we hate each other. Why am I even wasting my time on her and apologizing to her when she obviously doesn't care.  She turns to walk away, and my instinct is to grab her arm and my lungs take control and I say "Wait." She rips my hand off her arm.

"No. I will not wait and do me a favor and leave me the hell alone." She says walking away. Okay. Gladly. Anytime. There I go again driving another person out of
my life. But I'm glad it's her. It begins to rain and I'm left to a whole day to myself in the rain.

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I know it's terrible. Should I continue it or nah? Well I hope you guys like it. I have a busy week but I will try to update soon. I hope you like it so far.