My six amazing brothers

Chapter 17

"You should slow down Baby" I looked over my shoulder and saw Logan standing there, looking at me with concern. His voice was a bit harsh but I didn't matter to me right now. All I wanted was to escape my thoughts.

I gave him a glare and raised my cup to my mouth again, then he gripped my wrist.

"I'm not joking okay, stop" he turned me around so I faced him.

"Who are you? My mom?" I said and he looked at me with a stern expression "Oh right, no! Because she's fucking dead" I laughed sarcastically and rolled my eyes at him. I got out of his grip and tried to drink again. Then he fucking slapped my cup away, most of it missed me but I still got it on my tank top.

I felt the liquid run down my neck and that's when I realized, I need to get the hell out of here.

"Asshole!" I shoved him and walked past him as fast as I could in my state.

I could hear him yelling after me but I didn't care, I got to the bathroom. I closed the door and took the nearest towel trying to get all the liquor off of me.

My vision was blurry so I couldn't really see anything in the mirror but after about two minutes the door barged open. Guess who it was, Logan...

"Baby! Hey!" He tried.

"Can't you just shut the fuck up and leave me alone, remember when you fucking said that to me?" I turned to him "Maybe you should listen to yourself"

Logan's eyes went down my neck and his eyes widened, fuck.

"Ba-" "No! I-I ca-can't do this" I cut him off. I just wanted to get away from here, I want to disappear. It felt like something was stuck in my throat and my hands started to shake a little.

"I need to go, now" I whispered and walked out in a fast pace. I stumbled through the hallway and down the stairs, once down I tried to get out but there was too many people in the way.

When I realized I couldn't get out from the front door I tried to find another way out. I opened a door and inside I saw a mirror, the person who looked at me was pale and all bruised. That's when all the voices started and my ears began to ring.

'You're pathetic'

'You should be dead'

'No one even cares about you'

'You're so ugly'

'Kill yourself'

My breathing got really heavy and I couldn't think clearly. I saw a baseball bat in the corner and I grabbed it, don't know why but I just did. Then I slammed the door shut and ran to the a door which led to the backyard.

I got out and everything was so dark I could barely see anything. The street lights were on and I started to walk around the house to the other side.  Then I took off, I had no idea how to get home or I couldn't go home in this state.

I was so angry and sad at the same time, all the voices kept spinning in my head so I didn't even realize when the tears started pouring down my cheeks.

'You have no one'

'You're worthless and a disappointment'

'No one wants you in their life'

Suddenly I realize I had walked into the town and I could see stores and restaurants. I came to a street full of cars, maybe 20 in a row.

I grabbed the baseball bat harder and brought it up to my shoulder, then I smashed it against one of the cars. First I hit the mirror on the side, then the windows. Glass shattered everywhere but it felt so good to let it all out, this is probably not the best way but it worked. Every hit got a little less powerful and I felt exhausted.