Before my days are gone

Mirror perfect

♧♣♧♣Magnus's POV♧♣♧♣

The golden winged angel was walking away from me, his wings broken and bloody. He was walking towards someone else, someone that was strangely familiar but I couldnt place their face. I called out to him desperately. He turned. His face was was twisted by pain but was still earthshatteringly beautiful. I wanted to run to him and embrace him. Until I saw the utter malice and hate his stunning eyes were sending my way. Three words were uttered that changed my world forever.I TRUSTED YOU.
I jolted out of the frequently reoccurring nightmare hoping to the angel that the world went easy on me. When I looked at my clock, it reported uniformly that it was 6.58 on the 19th September.
SHIT!!!!!!!! HOW DID THIS HAPPEN? I had less then ten minutes to be dressed and to the bus stop.
I somersaulted out of bed and threw on the first clothes my hands came into contact with which happened to be a red MCR t-shirt, my favourite black ripped skinnies and a green Imagine Dragons hoodie.
I got dressed and styled my hair into it's usual glittery spikes in record time. I grabbed my iPod and iPhone before running down the stairs of my parents spare mansion that I guess belongs to me now. Glancing in the mirror on my way past I saw a demented gay Sonic the hedgehog staring back at me. Perfect.

I peeped into my brother Chris's bedroom to see a note saying he has already gone to school.
Oh yeah, it must be his parabatai ceremony today. Yay.
It also means that its my birthday today. Double yay.
Picking up my bag, my sketchbook fell out on a picture of a scar dripping blood. It was incredibly graphic and VERY depressing. Because I can't cut, I draw cutting instead. Once again I laugh at the slogan on my satchel. "When in doubt,go through the mysterious door to your possible doom."

I then proceeded to scream at my maid to go fuck herself because she made me wipe off my metallic gold eyeliner.

When I finally got to the bus stop, I remembered that the bus will be ten minutes late and I left my sketchbook at home by accident.
Ah! Here comes my first beating of the day from Valentine.
These beatings happen for no reason but the fact that I am openly homosexual.

I dont really get homophobes but Valentine I understand. His father and uncle are priests so he has had it drilled into his skull from a young age that being gay is bad. Im conviced that theres some secret relationship between Sebastian (dad) and Jonathan (uncle) but maybye I've just read too many kellic perrentes and jalex fanfics on Wattpad, the best app in existence according to me.

I shook my head to snap myself out of it causing a cascade of glitter to float down from my hair.
Just then the bus arrived saving me from the pummelling that was sure to come.
By the dirty looks Valentine was sending me, he will get me back for that.
I retreated to the back of the bus to secretly blast disney songs and cry at Bambi again in peace. I may look emo but secretly I'm a big disney softie.
My wallpaper was some Great Advice with a capital G and A.
It said: Don't be sad because sad spelled backwards is das and das not good!