Tattoos & Piercings

Chapter 2

I woke up the next morning to my door slamming shut. Kyle leaving again for work.

I looked at my phone and realized its Saturday. I don't work on Saturdays. So, some time to myself.

I got dressed into sweats and a crop top. Also I just wore moccasins because I'm cool (not).

Today, I decided to tidy up the apartment since its been looking pretty dirty. Kyle's clothes everywhere since every night, he comes home drunk.

Honestly, I've been contemplating on leaving him. But who will be there when he's sick in the morning? I need to be here, but if it gets worse. I'm leaving.

There, I promised myself that. Ever since my dad left my mom. I promised myself that, when a man comes into my life. And he's hurting me, leave him.

My father left me with many disorders in my childhood.

Depression, anxiety, bipolar disease, paranoia, anorexia, bulimia, and self harm.

I also have medical disorders. I was diagnosed with when I was younger.

ADHD and ADD. Guess I'm Andy Biersack now, huh?

I still self harm. In places where I don't have my tattoos. Basically, my stomach and hips.

I rarely swim anymore. I know how to, but I just don't swim. I don't want people seeing my cuts. I mean, I could wear a one piece. But I'm good.

I never got to do many things as a kid, never went to Disney. I was kept in my room. Drawing.

So my childhood sucked except for the drawing part.

*Later that night*

"Hey Jessie!" I turned. Facing my drunk boyfriend.

"What do you want Kyle?" I asked. He stumbled over to me. I sighed.

"I want your clothes off." His breath stank horribly, and what the fuck?

"Um, no!" I protested getting away from him.

"Yes! Now baby strip for me." He looked my body up and down. I grabbed my phone and purse and backed to the door.

"No, I'm not staying anymore! I can't take it!" I screamed and left him. Hopefully for good.

I ran across the street and to the park. I pulled out my phone and dialed a number.

Chris~ Hello?

Jess~ Hey, it's Jess.

Chris~ Oh! What's up Jess?

Jess~ I need your help.

Chris~ Why? What happened?

Jess~ My boyfriend, he tried again. And I left him. I have no where to go.

Chris~ Damn, alright. That guy is messed up. Where are you?

Jess~ At the park near the venue.

Chris~ Alright, I'll be there in ten minutes.

Jess~ Okay, thanks.

Chris~ No problem.

I hung up and waited for Chris.

He was right, about ten minutes later. I saw him walking down the sidewalk towards me.

He smiled when he saw me.

"Hey, lets go."

"Okay, I need to get out of here." I say. Chris nodded and he walked me back to his bus.

We went inside of it, and I heard yelling and a TV on. Playing a basketball game it seems.

"GODDAMMIT!" I heard someone shout." YOU HAVE TO PASS IT TO HIM!" Chris laughs.

"Vinny, this is Jess. Jess I'm sure you know about Vinny." Chris says. I nodded. I shook Vinny's hand.

"Nice to meet you, Vinny."

"Same with you Jess."

"SUP!" Ryan shouted. I laughed.

"Sup, I'm Jess."

The rest of the night, I got to know the guys. And they also got to know me.

But not my disorders.

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Here's that update people!

Andywhore, idk why but my music playlist has been playing lots of sad music. Like right now it's Knives and Pens acoustic. Ugh I'm gonna cry.

XOXO~ Leigh