Savior

1 Trapped

It's 11:48 p.m., I can hear the laughter of my drunk dad and his friends while I sit in my room and cry. It's Sunday, so that means this has been going on for three days straight. I have school tomorrow, and I just want to sleep. I haven't ate since yesterday morning, so I'm really hungry. I walk into the kitchen hoping to find some food that's not spoiled. I open the fridge with my hopes high and of course, nothing is in it. I walk back upstairs to my room and play Black Veil Brides, and try to sleep. It's now 4 a.m. and the noise finally dies down. I am able to sleep.

I hit snooze on my alarm clock and covering my head. The alarm goes off once more, and it reads 7:00 a.m. I get up and get ready for school; the house is quite and nobody is home. I walk outside to catch the bus, watching the cars pass by on Lee Road, so it's never quite. The bus comes and picks me up at 8:15 a.m. The bus doors open and I walk towards my seat with my music super loud so I can't hear everyone screaming, talking, and get dragged into drama. We arrive to school and I go to homeroom. Waiting for the bell to ring, I sit quietly.

Bell rings and I quickly go next door to my first period, social studies, and sit next to my friend Ellen. She has red, beautiful hair and blue eyes. She's from New York, so my country accent sounds funny to her. "Did we have homework over the weekend?" I asked her. "Nope." She says back with a smile. "Okay, good. I wasn't home all weekend, so I wouldn't have gotten to do it." I lied. She asked me where I was, but the teacher told us to be quite, before I could answer her. I didn't want to lie anymore, so I'm glad we had to be quite. Then, class goes on. It was so slow. The rest of the day went by pretty fast. I got on the bus, and I talk to my friend Dawn. She has blue eyes, and blonde hair. I have three pretty friends, even though I'm... well, the DUFF. I ride the bus for an hour, and it's boring. I am also close to being last.

I get off the bus and greet my dad. "How was your day?" he asks. "It was alright, can Summer come over Thursday?" I said batting my eyes. He said, "Ask me on Wednesday. I don't have an answer right now." He takes a swig from his Bud Light and walks away. I walk inside and put my bag by the door. I walk up to my room and plug up my phone. I walk back outside and go into the garage. Inside the garage is my dads 'man cave' he built. I knock on the door, and he comes out. "What's up kiddo?' he asks.
"I have a question."
"What's that?"
"What's for dinner?"
"Hmmmm, what about wings?"
"Sure."
I walk back upstairs to my room and do my homework. It was hard to focus over the loud music from my dad. 30 minutes later, the wings arrive and my dad brings me my wings. I quickly say thanks. I eat my wings and listen to Blood On The Dance Floor. It's now 10:40 p.m. And then it hits me.... The loneliness. I look around the room and start to cry. I never understood why I felt empty and forgotten.. I asked God to please take me away from depression. I ask him multiple times, "Why me?!?" I always wondered why I was given to parents that never has wanted me. I am stuck.... I have no where to go everyone hates me at school and nobody cares for me at home...
"I HATE MYSELF!! I am to skinny and annoying and ugly for me to be loved. " I say to myself.
I take some dull scissors and barely cut myself. I am to scared to actually cut myself. I don't want to go to kill myself, like my uncle. I know he went to hell, and I don't want to go there. I feel more pain and I stop. I don't know what to do... "Please God, take me now." I sob. "Please, I don't want to live. Everyone hates me!! I hate myself! I'm clueless."
I lay down and cry myself to sleep.

As the week goes on, my best friend comes home with me from school on Thursday and Friday... It's now Sunday and she is going home, and the sadness comes back to me.

Sorry this isn't well written. This is my first story and I know it's not best, but thank you for reading. ❤️

xoxo Hanna