Helping You...

More Suffering

⚠️WARNING ⚠️
-Abuse
-Self-hate
-Swearing

-10 YEARS LATER-

You were now 14 years old and now in high school.
The school you go to is Karakura High.
And you just started in your first year.

-AUTHOR'S NOTE: Sorry I can't remember if they show or even mention the classroom number...so I'll make up one and your in the same class as Ichigo.
Sorry again...-

You were in classroom C-2.
And you rather keep to yourself as much as possible.
Because you're childhood wasn't pleasant.
You were betrayed and lied to and also made fun of.
And plus it was more easier this way too.
So you didn't have to get hurt by anybody.
Going through life alone seems more peaceful anyways.
Anyone who try's to talk to you...
You ignore them or give them a blank stare.
And they get creeped out.
Luckily you didn't see the people that hurt you.
Hopefully.

*BRINNNNNNNG*

Your alarm went off and you gently pressed it.
"Ugh....time to face the day...."
You said groggily and got up from your bed.
"BITCH IT'S TIME TO GET UP!"
You "loving" mother called.
"Haaah....What's the point of a alarm clock if she's just going to do her rude wake up call...."
You softly spoke underneath your breathe.
Today is your second week of high school and so far nobody bullied you....yet.
"USELESS! HURRY UP!"
Your mother screamed.
"C-coming!"
You replied.
It's been 3 years since your father passed away...
He died in a freak accident.
So the police and doctors said.
Your father had huge deep cut wounds.
Almost like he was attacked by a huge animal.
Because it looked like claw marks on your father's stomach.
But....and can never find the so called "animal" as they put it.
But for some reason you had a feeling it wasn't an animal.
As you went out of the room.
A sudden impact hit your face.
"WHAT IS TAKING SO FUCKING LONG!"
It was your mother's hand that hit you across the face.
"......"
You were silent.
Your mother has been a little physical lately.
"I'm sorry mother.....I'm just starting to wake up...."
Carefully choosing your words.
"Useless brat....If you I didn't have you and told your father that I didn't want kids....
He would be still alive and still kept his job...."
Your mother's words were like knives.
But you couldn't help it that every word she said were true....
He would have been still alive and would've never looked for an another job.
(I......)
Your thoughts were cut off.
"I should've killed you when I had the chance....but now you have to make me rich.
So I guess you're still of use to me."
She said harshly and scoffed.
"Or better yet...maybe I can go for the mifia boss. Maybe he still have feelings for me."
She darkly chuckled.
It sent shivers down your spines.
"Now get out of my sight...."
Your mother said.
You immediately got yourself ready and didn't even have breakfast.
But you didn't care because of your mother.
It was better then spending time with her.