Prologue

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Picture of this chapter I wrote during maths.

I hate myself.

I stared up at the ceiling while lying on my bed. Life can be so exhausting sometimes. I thought as I heard my parents arguing. The only thing that could be heard in this house was screaming and things shattering. I stood up from my bed to go and shut my door.

After closing the door, I went back to lay on my bed. It was evening, and my window was open. The curtains flew with the wind as rain drops fell on the window. My light was off, so the only light was coming from the window.

The clock ticking was bothering me. My head was aching, and it was adding onto it. I wanted to throw it out the window, but that would be stupid. I turned around to look out the window, my hands cupping my face. I was wrapped in my purple bed sheet in my purple bed. As you can see, my favourite colour is purple.

All I wanted to do right now was run away and get drunk somewhere far away while gazing the stars under the rain. Don't get me wrong, I don't usually drink, but now I wanted to try. I wanted to forget. At least once. At least for one night.

I've tried everyone. All of my friends. Even people I've never talked to and even my enemies. I've tried everyone from my friends to my exes. Now, only the people in my class were left. I took out my phone and entered the group chat on snap. I added many people except for those I knew didn't have alcohol and my enemy, Aziz. And of course, his best friend, Elias.

After adding them, I put my phone down, considering it'll take a while for them to add me back. Me and Aziz have been enemies in forever. I can't even recall when it all started, probably when our parents forced us to be friends despite our extremely different nature. 

When we started to grow, the hatred towards him slowly faded— until that spawn of satan started being a bitch. He would push me in the hallways or throw stuff at me. Once, he pulled my chair back before I was going to sit. In case of self defence, I kicked him off his chair.

Though we both got detention for it, it was worth it. His face when he was about to fall off was hilarious. Him and I have fought lots of time, but I've never really gotten the chance to talk to Elias. He never lets me. He makes sure I stay away from him for a reason I guess I'll never know. 

Tomorrow is Monday. Another day of hell and another week of bullshit. I hate school. So much. Mostly I hate the people in it. Mostly I hate Aziz. If there was one wish of mine that could be granted, I'd choose Aziz to disappear from this world. So many problems would've been solved.

I sighed before lying down on the bed, knowing I won't be able to sleep until sunrise.

I hope at leats one of them adds me back. I hope at least one of them have access to alcohol.

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