The Lucky One

out of sight

A/N: omg thank you all sm for 2k reads!!!!! I am so incredibly happy you all have no idea!!!! anyways here is the long-awaited next chapter :)

˚₊‧꒰ა Kats POV ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

I've never really felt like I could talk to my mom. not about the important things at least. 

when I was younger I used to tell her everything. I'd tell her about my dream the night before or the sadness I felt when she had to leave to go on tour.

Once Joe joined our family it seemed like I was no longer a part of it. mom stopped listening so I stopped talking. 

Joe never seemed to like me. I'm not sure if it was because he wanted her to himself or if he just didn't like the idea of having a kid around that wasn't his. he was always mean to me, hurting me physically and emotionally. mom was too in love with him to even notice.

thinking about this makes me want to throw up, but then again it might just be the mushrooms I took.

angel.

truly looks and sounds like an angel too. they are so pretty

I look around my room and everything is alive everything is moving the pink rug, it's all moving

I start laughing, unsure of what I'm laughing at but it's so funny being alive

through the corner of my eye, I see Joe and the guy from the party

they are just staring at me

I know I'm hallucinating but what if I'm not

I panic and start feeling overwhelmed with all these thoughts
it feels like my head is going to explode from all of them

I start to laugh again, thinking about how stupid this all is

I get up from my bed and walk around my room, in awe of everything I see, ignoring the two men in my room

I look in the mirror and see every part of myself

all the insecurities and all of the beauty

I see and hear and feel...everything.

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I wake up the next morning with a throbbing headache, laying on the rug in my room.

the sun is starting to rise as I sit up and go downstairs

last night, while high, I decided that I needed to start working out if I wanted to see nothing but beauty when I looked in the mirror, so I grabbed my shoes and throw my blonde hair into a ponytail and just run. 

I ran for about an hour and a half, thankfully since it was so early not many people were out so that meant no paps

When I get back home, Mom is in the kitchen making herself something to eat for breakfast
It's become a habit to avoid the kitchen as much as possible during mealtimes so I sneak back upstairs to my room 

I open my door, slowly so it doesn't creak, and jump when I see a familiar red-head sitting on my bed holding the baggie that had a few mushrooms left over in it

"Katherine, care to explain these?"

"Jesus you scared me," I say putting my hand over my heart

'Katherine. are these what I think they are?"

"What are you talking about?"

I start to take my hair out of the ponytail, grab my water bottle, and chug about half of it

tree just watches me intently as I walk around my room, putting up my shoes and ponytail holder

"Come. sit."