Falling for you

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"Eve! You have to get up for school!" My brother yelled in my face. I gave him a glare then grabbed the pillow next to me hitting him in the face. "Someone's grumpy." He said to himself just loud enough so I could hear him. I rolled my eyes and stared up at the ceiling. I sighed and finally decided to get up. As soon as I sat up I felt a sharp pain in my stomach. I had the shittiest night of my life, my dad beat me again and I didn't get any sleep.

Oh, by the way my name is Evelyn, and to my friends(I should probably say friend) Eve, the only Exception is my dickhead of a brother Evan. My dad isn't really that good to me, he beats me on the regular and starves me everyday. It's become the norm, I get home from school, I do homework, I do chores, he gets home, picks a fight with me over the stupidest things, beats me, throws me in my room and leaves me there until the next morning when Evan comes to wake me up. Sad, right?

I ignore the pain and go to get dressed in white sweatpants, a baggy grey t-shirt, and some white platform sneakers.

I do my hair, brush my teeth, grab my bag, and run downstairs. I grab an apple on the way out and throw my bag in the backseat of Evan's car. I hop into the passenger seat as he starts it, and soon enough we drive off.

Evan is 18 in his senior year of high school, I on the other hand is 16 in my junior year of high school, yeah I know what your thinking, Eve? How are you a junior but only 16? Well the thing is, my parents put me in school early so I'm the youngest one in my grade.

Once we pull into the school parking lot I jump out, grab my backpack, and run off to find my best friend. It took me awhile but I finally found him. "Hey Eve!" He said happily. "Hi Jack!" I said running up to him.

Jack, or as other people know him, Jackson, has been my friend since 7th grade. He has helped me throughout all of those years and has become my one and only best friend.

He pulled me into a hug and I immediately flinched in pain. He pulled away frantically and asked what was wrong. "It's nothing." I said clutching my stomach. "Is it your dad again?" He asked. I slowly nodded. "Did you? Ya know?" He said quietly. I hesitantly nodded. "You need to promise me you won't do it again." He said pulling me into a hug, this time more carefully.

The one thing I didn't tell you is after my dad beats me, then throws me in my room, I get these thoughts. Sometimes I cut my wrists with a box cutter to stop these thoughts. When I met Jackson he convinced me to text or call him when I got these thoughts, I had been doing good for about 4 months but last night the thoughts were so bad they almost took over, my mind was set on only one thing, and that thing I had to avoid for Jack and Evan's own sake, so I did the only thing I could think of, cut.

I nodded again, "Please use your words" Jack said almost crying. "I-I promise." I say, tears threatening to fall. He held me closer then pulled away holding his pinky out. "Pinky promise?" He asks looking at me with compassion in his eyes. "Pinky promise." I said linking my pinky with his.

~Time skip to later on the day~

I had to take the bus home today because Evan was going to a friends.

As I got off the bus I ran up to the door, but before I could open it I could hear loud bangs and yelling. I slowly opened the door to see my dad surrounded in glass and flipped over furniture. "D-dad?" I said slowly walking in. He looked up at me fuming. "Where the hell have you been!" He yelled walking up to me. "Uh, s-school." I said shakily. I could smell the alcohol wreaking from him. He completely ignored me and grabbed on to my shirt, throwing me across the room. I slowly backed up as he started walking up to me. Suddenly I couldn't hear anything, all I could do was watch as my dad took swings on me, punching me in the face and stomach. After what felt like years he finally stopped, now all I could hear was him yelling at me calling me horrible things, making me feel even worse about myself. I couldn't stand it anymore. I ran out of the house, only the faint sounds of my dads yelling going in one ear and out the other.

I ran until I couldn't anymore, I collapsed on the ground crying, crying, and crying til I couldn't anymore. I stood up and realized it was dark out. I couldn't feel any emotion, the only thing I was thinking about was what my dad had said throughout the years. Repeating everything he said. "Your the worst kid ever" "I wish you were never born" "Your such a pig" "Stop eating, you'll only get fatter" "You should just die" "Kill your self" "You should just die"...
I started to repeat the last two.

I had walked all the way to this random building. It seemed to have been abandoned. I walked inside and up the stairs to the roof still repeating the last two, I got up to the roof. I walked over to the edge and looked over it. It was a long way down. I got up on the ledge and looking into the sky, a tear falling down my face. I repeated everything one last time this time adding one more.

"Guess I didn't keep my promise."