Dark Secrets

Chapter 1

So here it is! Dark Secrets. This is my second story on wattpad, but I still want to say that my English is far away from the best and that I apologize for my bad writing/spelling/grammar and all that...

I can't promise when I'll upload the next chapter and I don't have a system in it (like once a week etc.). I'll upload when i have a chapter ready and if I get many reads or votes. So you just have to be patient haha :) If not you can always save it in your library and then read it when I have uploaded a lot of parts or when it's finished :) I hope you like it andThank you all for reading! I love you!

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My name is Katherine Moore and I'm sixteen years old. My life is totally fucked up and I hate it. I think it's because my mum dropped me in the floor when I was little. My parents are divorced and can't even talk to each other. They both have a lot of money and I think that's the only reason why I have friends. I don't have any brothers or sisters, my mom is dating a guy half her age and my dad changes his girlfriend more often than I change my underwear. None of them care about me so I'm pretty much left alone. My mom is also a beauty-freak. Everything needs to be perfect in her eyes, including me.

I took a deep breath as the sharp blade touched my skin. I pressed it down. A tear escaped my eyes as I felt the pain coming from my wrist. It hurt, but at the same time it felt good. This pain is better. When all of the six long red stripes were covered in blood I cleaned the blade and washed away all the blood and put a plaster on. Then I put the blade back into my little kit that I've made. I put the box back into the shelf at my room and then walked into the bathroom. I bend down in front of the toilet sticking two of my fingers down my throat. I vomited a few times before I finally puked. I made sure the whole dinner was out before taking a shower. The only person in this house that cared if I ate was Kent, mums lover.

After the shower I got dressed. I put on some black sweatpants and a white hoodie not caring what I wore. Not that I had anything else in my closet. The best thing about it is that it pissed off my mom. I put my long hair into a messy bun and walked down the stairs in our big mansion. Usually I had no problems sneaking out since our house was so big and there was a lot of ways to get out, but this time mom or I rather call her Kate spotted me right as I passed the kitchen. "Where are you going this late?" she said frowning. Her eyes wandered over my body looking at my clothes. "I'm going out to prostitute on the street, smoke weed, get drunk and then drive home hopefully crashing on the way" I answered looking at her with a serious face even though I was being sarcastic. She just shook her head "Take a cab..." wow... she really cared. Gave me advice not to drink and drive. "And with those clothes you're not going make any money tonight..." She added. I just sighted and left the house. I didn't know where to go, but at least I'm out of that house. I got into my white Audi R8 that my mom got me for my 16th birthday. Yes, she actually gave me a gift. She said it was so that I could look good when I drove to school. I continued to drive until I was out of the 'good' part of the city. I parked next to a small bridge. Under it there was a tunnel. I walked down there and sat down on this little bench that I had brought there a long time ago. I sat down and lit up a smoke. I took a deep breath inhaling the nicotine when I heard footsteps.

I don't think I have any adrenalin left in my body because there is not a single fear in my mind or body for that sake. In this part of the city anything could happen. If it's a murderer well then I'll volunteer, if it's a rapist then I hope he'll kill me when he's done. Out of the dark a man appeared. He looked young, maybe eighteen to twenty years old. He's hair was black and scruffy, but it looked good. He came closer and then he stopped a few meters away from me, leaning on the wall. I met his gaze. His eyes were black or dark, dark brown. He just kept staring at me until I said "Are you here to sell drugs? Because I only smoke the normal shit" I lifted the smoke up for him to see, but he looked down. I could see a little smirk "No..." he said still smirking "Just wondering what a pretty girl like you is doing here all alone, and with that car..." He trailed looking at me a little... worried maybe "What about the car? Killed, raped or stolen? Go ahead. I don't care" I said encouraging. I searched in my pockets for the key and when I found it I threw it over so that it hit his shoe. And then I noticed what he was wearing. Some black baggy jeans, a white t-shirt and a black leather jacket. His right sleeve was pulled up and on his lower arm were a tattoo. I couldn't really see what it was since it was dark in here, but there was some skulls, hearts and a padlock I think. When I thought of it he was actually a little bit handsome. "You're giving me your car?" his voice brought me out of my thoughts. Before I could say anything he sat next to me and handed me the keys. I took them and shoved them down in my pocket. There was a moment of silence before he said "So what are you doing out here all alone on a Sunday night?" I turned to face him, and when I did I met his eyes again. They were definitely brown. I turned away again "Thinking..." I trailed at the end of the word not wanting him to ask anything more. Why was I even talking to him? I didn't know him. For all I knew he could be a rapist or a murderer for that sake. "Don't you have school tomorrow?" he made me pick up my phone and look at the clock. 2am, damn it! "I don't care about school" I answered trying to remain calm.

Suddenly my heart started to race and I could feel the fear build up in me. Why did I suddenly feel so scared? And that's when I realized his hand was on my shoulder. His palm rested there. I stood up and he looked up at me. "I...I got to... go" I stuttered and then I ran out of the little tunnel and up the little hill to my car. I jumped in the car and drove back home my heart still pounding. Why did I talk to that guy. He was scary as hell and trying to do the sweet talk. My mind went crazy thinking about him and what he could have done if I had stayed there.

When I arrived back home mom was already asleep. I just brushed my teeth and then went straight to bed. I really didn't want to go to school tomorrow. It was boring, I would have to spend time with my false friends and listen to the extremely boring teacher. I put on the alarm on my mobile for 11am. Then I would arrive at school when they had lunch break. I laid my head down on my pillow and pulled the duvet over my cold body. I reached my hand out to push the on button on the radio. I liked the sound of the radio and I always had it on when I went to bed. It felt like someone was talking to me. That someone actually wanted to talk to me and just to have a background sound was really soothing. After a little while I finally fell asleep.

"Don't do it!" the boy shouted as he watched his girlfriend walk towards the cliff. He was wearing a black suit and looked really nice. His hair was dark, maybe black. His girlfriend stood at the end of the cliff, her heel touching the edge. She was facing him. She wore a white dress and had brown curly hair whit a silver tiara. They both looked dresses for a special occasion. "I trusted you!" She shouted back at him, tears streaming down her face, her brown curly hair covering her face. "It didn't mean anything to me! That's not why I..." he stopped talking. He knew it was too late. He had already told her this story before. "You've hurt me for the last time" The boy reached out his hand for her to take, but it only made her take a step further back, and then she fell.

My eyes shot open as the alarm went off. My body was shaking and really cold. It had all been a dream, or a nightmare. I tried to remember the dream. I didn't recognize any of them, or the place. I tried to calm down a bit taking deep breaths, but the shaking just got worse. I decided to take a hot shower to see if that would help. I stepped into the bathroom. I had just gone straight to bed yesterday and because of that I was still wearing the same clothes. I took them off and stepped into the shower and as soon as I felt the hot water run down my body the shaking stopped. I just stood there for about 15 minutes before stepping out of the shower again. I walked into my room trying to find something to wear. The only thing to find in my closet was either sweatpants or hoodies so I didn't have much choice, but I didn't mind. This is what I like to wear. So I put on a white hoodie with the UK flag on and some grey sweatpants. I walked into the bathroom again and looked in the mirror. My long brown hair reached me to the middle of my back. It was straight, as always. I put it up in a ponytail and then brushed my teeth and put on some mascara. That was basically the only makeup I wore. I don't think makeup could fix anything about my ugly face. I walked down and into our kitchen. My mom had already left for work so I was all alone. I opened the fridge and saw so much good food I wanted to eat, but then I remembered Kate telling me how fat I am and I immediately closet it. Tears were threatening to come out. I was fat. She was right. I took a deep breath and kept the tears inside and then walked out of the house.

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First chapter is out! I would love to hear what you think! :D

Juno xx