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BEEP BEEP BEEP!

"Ugh stupid crap" I said as i got up and threw the clock to the ground. I got up stretching then i got the familiar feeling in the pit of my stomach and my head snapped to the medium sized window on the wall. I slowly walked up to it and looked outside to see a sign of anybody. Again, nothing. I decided to just close the curtains and take a shower. I grabbed my towels and and my Ipod. I entered the cold bathroom and connected my Ipod to the small speakers on top of he sink. I pressed the shuffle button and Rock Me came on. Great song choice for the time when youre stripping, I thought to myself. I walked into the warm water and let it spread out through my body. I looked down and looked at my body disgusted at the sight. I let a tear roll down my cheek but decided to brush it off. I could tell this day was going to be bad.

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I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my body and went into my bedroom. I locked the door and went into my drawers to find some pants. I got out a pair of white skinny jeans and got a black high low tank top from my closet. I quickly dried my body and got dressed. Then i noticed there was a dent at the end of the bed as if someone was sitting there. I tried to make memory to remember if i had sat down or even touch my bed when i was changing. What if? No I don't think so probably my mind is just playing tricks on me. I quickly blowed dried my hair and decided to let it natural today. I put on a few layers of mascara and i thin layer of eyeliner. As soon as I grabbed my bag I heard my mom yelling at my dad downstairs.

"YOU DRANK IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT AGAIN?! I TOLD YOU TO NOT DRINK IN THIS HOUSE AS LONG AS I'M HERE!YOUR NASTY ADDICTION IS PISSING THE FUCK OUT OF ME!" I felt bad for my dad. My mom was always yelling at him for every stupid reason. I always noticed my dad's sad face expression whenever my mom yelled at him or ignored him. My dad wasn't addicted. He was just stressed about the situation with my mom. I quickly heard a glass break and ran downstairs my bag manging against my hips a couple of time and my TOMS slipping.

"Mom? What's going on?" I asked worridly to see my dad almost teary eyed.

"Nothing! Your father is just getting up in the middle of the night to drink until he passes out!"

"I already told you I didn't drink that bottle Kristen. Tom came at night after a party he went to and i took him home." You see, Tom is my cousin. He drinks and is a drug addict although i never see my aunt do anything about it.

"So now you're blaming my NEPHEW for something YOU did?!"

"Mom! It's true i heard Tom knocking in the middle of the night after he came from a party" she stayed silent and stomped upstairs and slammed the door of her room. This practically happened every morning.

"You ok dad?"

"Yes sweety now hurry because you'll be late for school" i smiled and gave my dad a big long hug before I started walking to the door.

"Wait Maria! Won't you atleast take a fruit with you before you leave?" I remebered how hungry I was but then Lisa's words ran through my mind.

"Uhm..no thanks dad i'll eat breakfast at school. Bye!" Before he could respond i closed the door and started walking. I got my phone out and logged on to Instagram. Wow 11k followers. I remeber when i used to only have like 350 something. I put my phone in my pocket and stared at the long sidewalk ahead of me and started to think about my parents. Maybe it would be better for them to divorce. I know that's one of the biggest fear of a child, but in this case i want my dad to stop having so many stresses. As I saw my school infront of me i felt the same feeling in my stomach but this time it was bigger i had to stop and hold my bellybutton. He was close. I turned around to see nothing except a few tree leaves moving violently. I decided to ignore it and jogged to the front doors of......high school.

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