Behind Those Lies

(1) 𝖥𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝖽𝖺𝗒

Song name: September-  Sparky
Deathcap

Ring! Ring! Ring!

My alarm starts to go off while I groan. I slip up from bed and stumble to the bathroom. I look at my face, dried tears, mascara smudged on my eyelids. Feeling drowsy, I step in the shower and let the hot water fall on my delicate skin.

It’s usually not this hot girl, are you paranoid or something?

Now is not the time consy….

Whatever

Once I’m done, I hop out of the shower putting a warm towel on my small frame.
As I look at myself, the memories flood my mind. From dad sending me to the Mental Hospital because he thought I was weird. I was 13…. He wanted to prove a point to mom that I didn’t belong with normal people. He saw them. My scars. They’re not something i am proud of but I deserve them.

Today, I think I’m going to cover a lot, since it’s my first day at this new school. I put on a grey hoodie with a black camisole and some black cargo pants.

I head over to my small vanity and begin to put on some light concealer, then mascara. To cover my eye bags.
I brush my ginger hair out. It’s sorta curly if you look close enough.
As I check my alarm clock, it says ‘6:55’. I don’t have to be at school until 7:30, but I better hurry.
Quickly, I grab my backpack and wait until my door knob starts rattling. I let in a shaky breath, until i hear dads loud voice behind my room door. “You bitch, get out here and make me breakfast now!”, He yells.

I hear footsteps from my room, Then i get flashbacks…

My dad punched me repeatedly. Throwing glass,some of it ending on my legs cutting me. I feel something wet in my eyes, but I choke back the tears.

I lift up my shirt and look at the purple-ish and black aligning my lower abdomen. I think for a second, before heading to the bathroom and getting a big gauge and lining it on my bruises. I hissed at the sight. Then I almost forget about the cuts on my arms and thighs. I added bandages to my arm because no one could see the ones on my thighs. I tried to stop, I really did. I’ve relapsed like 5 times already. I quickly get my phone. (well it’s an older modeled phone technically because dad said i didn’t deserve anything new)

I open my room door slowly and look around for any sight of dad. Then, tiptoe to the kitchen. My dad was nowhere in sight. I sigh in relief. I started cooking his breakfast. I cooked eggs, bacon, and toast with jelly. I just grabbed a granola bar, because I know dad would notice if I ate anything in the kitchen. I  learned my lesson last time. The memories come flooding in my head, but I push them back. I wait for dad to stomp madly from his room to the kitchen. He then came down, a vicious glare on his face. He told me to go away and do some laundry or something, Forgetting i have school. I walked back up to him and asked, hoping he wouldn’t lay a hand on me today. “D-dad..uhm…..i have school t-today. Can I please go?” I anxiously said. After staring at me for a while, he answered. “I don’t care, get out of my house. And you better be home at 4:25 for dinner. I like it early”, he spat.
Disgust lacing his features. My dad really didn’t like me. He wanted a boy instead of a weak girl. That was not the only reason. Mom left because of how badly he treated her. It was horrible, when she left. He started doing it to me. Hurting me. He’s been wanting to abandon me since I was 6. But all of that is a story soon to come, but I’m not that comfortable speaking of it right now. Not only did I want to get away from dad. I wanted to prove to him I’m not weak, but It’s too late. 
Then to add on to that, i don’t know what to expect at this new school.

Gosh i hate being the new kid

Tell me about it

Consy, your not even real..shut your trap

I’m a voice in your mind, meaning I AM real.

yeah , whatever…

When dad was done with breakfast, I took his plate and did the dishes. I snuck a mini bottled water, then slowly closed the front door so I wouldn’t get yelled at. I then made my way to my new school. It’s a good thing this phone has maps.

I put in my destination as ‘Red Crest'...

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