Ch. 1

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"Just one last cut." She said. "Let me just cut once more. Once more before I'll be forever gone." She said.
And those where her last words.
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Hello. My name is Katy. Katy McAllister and I'm 18 years old. Way too young to have it this hard if you ask me.
Let me explain to you why.
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April 2010.
My grandma and I were on a trip to Los Angeles, visiting my uncle and his wife with their kids.
We were just walking 'round Hollywood when I bumped into a young lady. Verona. She excused herself so many times it was actually funny. She asked me what my name is & told me how beautiful she thinks I was. Verona and I soon become friends. Best friends to be exact. Verona introduced me to 'her' clique. Julian, Nick & Mellow. I found Julian from beginning attractive. Like really attractive. I know I was just 13 years old, but I felt myself from day to day falling in love with him. Way too hard.
Julian was 15, two years older than me. And soon enough we made us official. We were in a relationship. Which was kind of complicated because I lived in Santa Barbara and he in Los Angeles. But happily his mother lived in Santa Barbara. He moved in with her so he could be near me. He left everything behind, just for me. I felt wonderful. HE made me feel wonderful.
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March 2012.
The paradise began to crumble. Things between Julian and I began to crumble. We fought about the littlest things. But we knew we couldn't live without each other. Well, better said I knew I couldn't live without him. Because my life was shit & he was the only one, who could make me smile in this period of time. Even though I developed an eating disorder & I got diagnosed with anorexia, bulimia & a certain kind of depression, he could make me feel better.
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August 2012.
My illnesses became worst and worst. I, began self harming two month ago & the fights with Julian didn't do anything good for it. I began skipping meal. And if I ate, I'd throw it up afterwards, just in case that I don't gain any weight.
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June 2013.
My heart broke the minute I stepped into Julian's room.
Well, I ran the stairs up to his room & opened his room door. Well, I tried. It was locked. I remember the fellow moment as it was yesterday. I knocked. 3 times. I heard muffled sounds from inside his room. And then, with one bang, his door opened and I found a sweaty looking Julian with a heavily breathing Verona on his sofa. "What's going on?" I asked. He just looked down and mumbled a poor sounding "Sorry.". I didn't understand. I looked over to Verona who looked just down as well. "WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?" I suddenly screamed being suddenly angry. Again. No answer. And then it clicked. He cheated on me. With Verona. My fucking best friend.
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So, here I am, a 18 years old young women whose life is terrible ever since that with Julian and Verona happened.

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