Do or Die | A Slipknot story

chapter eight

*wedding day* (sorry for time lapse)

"Morning young one" a voice to my right spoke as they sat next to me on the couch.

"Hey" I groaned in reply to who I found out was Craig. Without another word, he left the room with me raising a questioning eyebrow towards him. "Alright then" I mumbled under my breath. I ran my hurt hand over my face before I finally convinced myself to get ready for a big day.

Before I could lift myself off the couch, my dad walked in.

"Do you wanna stay here with me or go to Stephanie's with her?" He asked, standing about a foot away from me.

I thought for a moment.

"Uh, I'll just stay here I guess" I replied in a bit of a questioning tone. He nodded and brushed past me, allowing me to continue getting off the couch.

My hand gripped the railing as I ascended the large staircase to my room. Once I made it there, I wasted no time in getting ready for my dads special day.

After about an hour shower, I stood straightening my hair after blow drying it. It took me about an hour to straighten it, due to it being so long.

Once my hair was finished, I slipped into the dress Stephanie had gotten me. It was a simple white knee length dress that had a wide black ribbon that tied around the waist. The dress really was beautiful, but it of course would be much better with a beautiful person in it. And that wasn't me.

A sigh escaped my lips as I applied my eyeliner. I decided I would put a bit more makeup on today, being that it was a wedding. So, I ended up adding a light purple lip color.

I had about another hour until we had to leave for the wedding, so I dashed down the steps and into the kitchen for food. My hands dug into our fruit bowl for an apple that I eventually found. I turned around to see the guys all talking in the living room, so apparently I was the only girl who stayed here.

Ignoring them, I walked back upstairs to waste time. My hands wrapped around my phone, and I turned my music on, allowing it to blare through my ear buds.

I ended up grabbing a perfume bottle that sat alone on my dresser, spraying it all over my body. I never wore perfume, just because I never really needed it. But, again, today is a special day.

A knock on the door interrupted my randomness.

"Yes?" I yelled to the door.

"Let's go child" Shawn yelled back. I told him okay and grabbed my phone, wallet, and ear buds. Slipping on my black flats, I rushed to the other guys who were standing in front of the car. They nodded and piled into the car with me following. I ended up in between Mick and Shawn, who sat behind Craig, Chris, Paul, and Sid, who sat behind my dad, Joey, and Jim.
We rode in silence the whole way, despite my music anybody could hear from my ear buds.

I watched silently as my dad and now step mother celebrated with our family. I of course just sat in the table furthest in the back left hand corner by myself, thinking about nothing in particular.

It hurt. My dad didn't even so much as glance at me the entire night. I really felt so unloved, and unwanted. Nobody spoke to me. It was like I wasn't even there.

Tears filled my eyes, and I couldn't stay there anymore. I pushed my chair back and rushed out of the building, walking the short way home.

My hand grasped the spare key we hid in a cigarette box outside of the house, unlocking the door and rushing to my room, almost sobbing now.

This night was too much for me to handle. I just wanted my mom, I wanted her here. She was one of the only people that loved me, and hopefully still does.

Instead of doing the smart thing of sleeping my depression away, I of course chose the dumb way out.

I sat in my bathroom once again, and remarked my skin with cuts.

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sorry these chapters will be a little short :/