Most of this book is going to be Mitch's point of view. Just thought I'd let you all know.
Mitch's POV
Journal entry #3
Why do I feel like I'm dreaming? Why does everything around me seem to good to be true? Everything around me usually shatters. But now that I feel physically stable nothing is shattered. Nothing ruined from my presence. But just because I'm physically stable doesn't mean I'm emotionally stable. My heart is shattered you see. It has been thrown, stomped on, anything that would break it. But I always have to put it back together, and stitch it back up. But just because it's stitched back up doesn't mean it's back to normal.
Everything that has happened in my life is stored in two sections of my mind. The biggest section is the negative sides. They seem to be the only things that I can remember these days. Then there's the positive side. The side I use to somewhat keep me alive. Because no ones going to do it for me.
I feel so small in this big room. Usually I'm out in the attic, to rot and die because my mother thinks I'm a monster. When she's really the monster. Why did Kirstie take me home? Why did I choose to sleep at her house last night? That I do not know of quite yet, but I tend on finding out. Well it's time to face the world again. Here I go.
I put my journal down to find Kirstie at the doorway with her arms folded.
"Why do I always see you writing in that thing?" She asked pointing at my journal. Does she really want to know? I mean c'mon. It's the most personal thing I own. But I told her. Because I trust her.
"It's my journal. Since I have no one to really talk to I just write my thoughts in there." She nodded and sat down on the bed next to me. "Can you tell me about yourself? Please?" She asked looking me in the eye. I nodded and took a deep breathe.
"When I was around seven my mom and dad got divorced. My mom is one of those snobby CEO accountants. She completely changed when my dad left her. She decided to only protect my little sister. Not me." I swallowed hard thinking about what was coming up next. "Then when I was around twelve I started getting bullied. Even by you and your boyfriend. But I think it's onto because you popular people had no idea what my personal life was like. I had a mother that would hit me because of how displeased she was with me. Then I'd go to school only to get more beatings." Tears started streaming down my face. "My mother has never believed that I've gotten bullied. Never. My heart is shattered Kirstie. And all this time I've always been the one to pick up the pieces and put myself back together. So there you have it."
Kirstie sat there with tears in her eyes as well. There was a mix of sympathy and sadness in her eyes. She pulled my into a tight hug. I didn't hug back at first but then I decided to. She released from the hug and held onto my hand.
"Mitch you don't deserve any of this. And I'm sorry for hurting you all of these years. I'm going to stop now." I nodded my head but then was reminded of something.
"Kirstie I don't want people hurting you at school just because of me. I think we should just ignore each other during the day and then we can hang out after school." Kirstie agreed and we decided to watch TV in her room. Her house was huge. Huge TV's, huge rooms, you name it. Her room had a nice colour scheme. It was blue, black, and white. She laid down on her bed and patted the spot next to her. I laid down next to her. Then it hit me. I'm laying on my crushes bed, with my crush, in my crushes house. I laughed quietly to myself as Kirstie decided to put a movie in her TV. She decided on frozen. We sang along and laughed. It has been a long time since I've laughed. I didn't realize till later that Kirstie and I were holding hands. She didn't notice so I tried to ignore it. I then couldn't take it anymore. I put my arm around her. She didn't look at me but she surprisingly out her head on my shoulder. Once the movie was over and we had to go to bed, she gave me a quick peck on my cheek and said goodnight. I feel a tingly feeling in my stomach whenever I'm around her. I decided on my daily question right then and there.
Daily question #3
Am I in love?
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Unwanted (Mirstie)
Fanfiction*original cover photo creds to @fantatonix* Mitch has had a bad life. His mom is always displeased in him. And he always feels the need to impress people. Always getting bullied isn't even part of how bad Mitch's life is. Kirstie on the other hand...
