two doors down

scared circumstances 

tw heavy sh,

like straight away

y/n pov
i pull the broken razor across my skin one last time as my forearms start to sting. sighing in relief i sit my head back against the tiled wall and take a deep breath.

i stare at my arms as trails of blood collect around the marks. the sound of my dad coming home startled me as i quickly ran my arms under cold water and pulled my sleeves back down.

i unlocked and opened the bathroom door instantly cleaning it so he wouldn't yell at me for doing nothing.

"always doing stuff for yourself i see" he said walking past the bathroom. "mine better have been done first!" he then shouted and i realised i had forgotten his.

shaking as i hear his footsteps bounding down the hallway he looks at me with a raging expression as he harshly grabbed my wrist and took me down to his bathroom throwing me to the floor.

i started cleaning straight away as he stood in the doorway and watched. my stomach growled in the uncomfortable silence making it all the worse.

"your step mother and i are going out for dinner. you kids can stay here and starve. i expect this shithole to be clean by the time we get back" he pointed and i nodded saying it will be.

only ten minutes later they were out the door and mattie was offering to help me clean but instead i told him to do his homework and l help him with it while cleaning.

the boy agreed asking me basic questions. as i was tidying up the bench space i came across my dads prescription sleeping pills.

one of these id be knocked out 4 id be dead. i didn't realise i was staring at the bottle until mattie had pulled on my jumper. i answered his question pocketing the pills.

he followed me through the rest of the house as i cleaned and i appreciated the company. it only took 30 minutes for me to finish. so i went to do my own study.

since it's mid term subject changes can't happen, we'll that's what mr arnett had told me so i still had art for at least the rest of the term.

monica was on call but anything she told me went in one ear and out the other.
i was deep into my drawing when my bedroom door slammed open. i instantly ended the call.

dads drunk.

tears brimmed my eyes as he blatantly slapped me across the face.
"OUT! I WANT YOU OUT OF MY HOUSE" he screamed i didnt even think twice before standing up out of my chair.

"your back by tomorrow afternoon or the boy gets it remember, don't bother telling anyone. they won't believe you" he snickered

his best friend was just made head of the police department so no doubt the police won't be a help anymore.

i took a sharp right heading to go for a long walk. i kept my head low watching the ground it was really humid and an afternoon storm was building up. i could see the dark clouds over the fields.

i took a different path i usually take determined to walk around everywhere in town.

the worst part was i didn't have my phone or music so it's weird hearing everything. it started to spit so i crossed the road to the side with more trees.

i took a seat under a tree really just sitting there. but when i pulled my legs up to my chest something stabbed me.
pulling out the object i remember the pills. i took one just to see how strong they were. besides at this point i don't care if i randomly fall asleep here.

it made me drousy if anything but i wasn't falling asleep.
i rested against the trees looking at my shoes. my vision looked all funny and i felt weird but it felt good.

standing up i started walking again and it started raining. (yes i'm making it dramatic) i ended up making it to a bridge by the stream. i brush the rocks off the edge and sit down to watch the water rush past.

lizzie's pov
that odd feeling stuck with me all day so in the late afternoon i put my shoes on and went for a walk.

i noticed a car speed away from y/ns house and figured they were going out for something. about half way through my walk it started to rain so i attempted to find a shortcut home.

the walk did clear my head so far so i don't care that it was cut short. i was walking through the path between fields when i started to follow a small stream.

it only grew the more i walked and i saw a bridge coming up. a minute later once i was closer i saw a person sitting there and instantly that bad feeling came back.

"y/n? sweetheart what are you doing here" i said standing beside her.

"got kicked out till tomorrow" she said resting her head against the wooden railing. kicking her feet that were still metres from the water. 

"what happened?"
she didn't answer ducking over the top rail and leaning over the bottom railing. i knelt down and pulled her back looking into her eyes.

they were bloodshot and droopy. she gave me a tired smile and i noticed how drenched her jacket was.
"y/n, please what happened" i asked her again softer as i watched the makeup wash off her face. her breath hitched slightly as i saw her jaw clench. "sweetheart"

she started crying shuffling away from the edge scared all of a sudden. "i'm sorry...