Falling Out

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP!!!

I startle awake when my alarm clock goes off and quickly shut it off before it wakes up my dad as well.

Another day in hell, I think as I get up and go to my bathroom to get ready. It's always been like hell here ever since I was 8. I'm 17 now. Hopefully this year changes things as I move out. I've become a senior this year. Oh well. I'll just get bullied as usual anyways.

I get dressed in some comfortable pants and a t-shirt with my favorite band's name, Red Jumpsuit Apparatus, and their logo on the front, and put my hair up in a messy bun. That's the thing about me that's different than other girls. I like comfortable clothing, especially sweatshirt

I go downstairs to get breakfast only to find my dad sitting there at the table. Shit. I am not going to like this morning.

"Your piece of shit alarm clock woke me up. I was having a nice dream too....which you completely ruined."

"Didn't think you'd have good dreams when you're drunk," i mumble but apparently he still heard me.

"Excuse me, little girl?!" He got up and spun me around, pinning me to the wall with his forearm on my neck.

"Nothing! I said nothing!! I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!! Please let me go!!" 

He scoffed and let go and spat at my feet. "That's what I thought. I'm going back to bed. And that alarm clock better not wake me up again!" He trudged up the stairs and went back to sleep.

This is what it's like for me in this house. I could say one thing and he would automatically get extremely offensive about it. I hate it. I so can't wait to get out of this hell hole and onto one with no abusiveness whatsoever.

I sigh and grab my bag, keys, and an apple and head out the door, slipping my headphones on and walking to school on this chilly morning. 

***SKIP WALK TO SCHOOL***

I walk through the front doors of the school and to my locker to grab my books for chemistry. Since I don't have any friends in this school and it's an odd number in the class, I am the only one without a partner. Which is completely fine by me. I still do very well in the class either way.

I had sat down against the wall opposite of my locker and start writing some song lyrics to my own songs while listening and bobbing to the music blasting through the headphones to my ears. At some point I had to close my eyes and listen to my favorite song, Crazy Youngsters by Ester Dean. I do that with a lot of my favorite songs. I close my eyes and picture myself shooting my own music video to the song and having absolute fun and bliss through it. I find peace this way. It relaxes me and takes my mind off the bullshit of the world. 

By the time the song had finished and a new one began, the bell had rung and I had to shut my music off and walk to class. All around me I can hear names being called against me in whispers to each other. Slut. Whore. Worthless. Die. All of these words i hear every day. I used to take them very seriously. Now I just shut them out  as much as I can. I get enough of it at home.

I walk though the doors and into my seat at my lab table only to be greeted by an unfamiliar face. A tall ginger-haired boy sat at my lab table. He must be new but....why is he at my table?

"Ah!! Lily, we have a new student today and he is going to be your new lab partner. I'm sorry, I know how you like to work alone, but you are the only student in this class without a lab partner. Just make friends with him and you will be just fine, okay?" Mrs. Ziall doesn't let me respond and turns to other students coming in. I just nod and take my seat beside him. The boy turns to me and reaches a hand out to shake. 

"Hey there....I'm Riley Beir, it's a pleasure to meet you."