Chapter 22 • On Wards, and Backwards

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(A/n: It's time to give this poor girl some love, because you may notice that I've made her a lot meaner.)

"Dude what the hell?!"

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"Dude what the hell?!"

"Sorry Assface, but this one's mine!"



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Today I told myself I wasn't going to let last night's unfortunate events bring me down, today I was going to run until my legs gave out on me. Maybe then I would have cleared my head, and the thoughts swarming my brain wouldn't have time to resurface.

This morning I woke up with my eyes puffy and swollen, from the excessive amount of crying I did the moment I got home. I remember running the whole way, so no one could see me. Delaying the break down, and saving it for my bed.

My pillow was tear stained, and my eyes were bloodshot from being up almost the entirety of the night. The argument replayed in my head, over and over until I couldn't think about it anymore. It was so bad, I don't even remember falling asleep last night.

As soon as I stepped outside my front door, I was blinded by the brightening sun. It physically hurt to look up from the ground, but I pushed through and plugged in my earbuds. Taking off before my parents could reach me.

All weekend they've been trying to talk to me, trying to get my attention. But I made it my personal mission to avoid any conflict, because I knew that if I had that conversation with them it would turn into another useless screaming match.

They just wouldn't get it.

"Fuck!"

I screeched as my feet fumbled, and my legs pulled me to the ground. My body fell face first into the leaves, as I tripped over a large log. Completely losing my balance.

I rolled my back over a large pile of sticks, feeling a sharp pain against my spine as they stabbed into my fragile skin. Rocks and rubble impale my arms as I moved over to prop myself up properly. Spitting leaves out of my mouth as I begin gasping for air.

"Ow...!" I winced, falling back onto my back.

Why... just why...

"Nice going dummy." My sister breezes past me without a second look, laughing at my despair. I watched as her feet kicked up the dirt, spraying debris in my eyes. Leaving me behind as I literally bite the dust.

With her back turned and her body rapidly fading away, I weakly held up my middle finger in the air. "Eat shit!" I growled loud enough for her to hear me.

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