Suicidal Love [Beau Brooks]

Chapter 3

After that I opened my bedroom window and climbed out onto the garage roof. Then I climbed down the ladders and onto the peaceful, quite streets of Melbourne, and started my new life without my whore ass mom and jackass dad...

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I walked for about 10 minuets until I walked past a shop. I decided to go in and get a bottle of water as it was summer and it's gets hot in Melbourne.

When I walked into the shop I walked past a teenage boy who whistled at me and slapped my bum. I was shocked and turned around.

"What are you doing? I don't even know you." I asked and yelled at the same time.

He smirked and and closer to me. I pushed him away but that did nothing but make him angry.

I took a look at him and he was wearing grey trousers, a grey hoodie and some black trainers.

I looked at his face and he wasn't the prettiest boy I've seen. He had blonde hair and small brown eyes. his lips had a cut on them and looked like they were bleeding recently.

I backed away and grabbed some water because I really needed it because if the heat.

"Do you mind not following me?" I asked the boy as I walked towards the counter.

"Do you mind not being a rude bitch?" he snapped. As I reached the counter I payed for the water and walked out.

"Are you gonna answer me?" he shouted. I didn't reply, instead I walked away.

"Oi! Are you gonna reply?" He said whilst grabbing my arm. He was really starting to piss me off.

I grabbed his hand off my arm and shouted.

"Fuck off you prick! I don't want to talk to your dumb ass!" He looked shocked and angry.

I started to regret shouting because at that moment I felt my face burn. It burned like hell. I felt like my face was broken. But it wasn't the fed time I've felt this pain, so I just put it to the side.

I slapped him around the face and ran away. I ran faster then I knew I could.

I ran for about 10 minuets until I reached a car park.

There was one yellow/white wall and it was covered in stains.

It had graffiti on the walls and usernames for Twitter and Instagram.

There was a couch by the wall and it looked like it's been there or a while. There as a a mess everywhere but I decided I would stay the night here.

I walked over to the couch and placed my bag on the side to use as a pillow.

I thought it a while. About half an hour to be honest. I was thinking about boys. Every girl says that they're sweet people who love girls and buy you gifts, cook you diner, take you to prom.

I didn't see that in boys. I saw boys as a harmful person who doesn't want to do anything but hurt you. Both physically and emotionally.

They want to beat you an hurt you, and hit you until you can't walk. They want to end you. Kill you. As if tye don't want you on the earth. As if they don't love you.

It was getting dark so I though I would actually go to sleep. I curled up in a ball and drifted off to sleep.
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I woke up but I wasn't fully awake yet. I was still lying down and it was morning by now.

I heard a few voices. I could tell they we're make voices so I got scared.

They weren't rough voices like my dad. But they were still loud enough for me to get scared.

"Guys it's Saturday! We need to film the video for tomorrow! Hurry up!" I heard the boy say.

He sounded like he was on the phone because I couldn't here any other voices because he was quite a distance away.

"Can you see we're walking as fast as we can?" a different voice shouted. So there's two of them?

"Um, guys. Who the fuck is that?" a different voice said. So there's now three?

I got scared that they would hurt me because they didn't know who I was so I say up.

They all turned to me and there were five teenage boys standing a few meters away from me.

I got really dared and froze where I was. And that was when they started walking towards me.

But I still couldn't move.

Why can't I move?

Fuck.