((AN: first off I get pissed easily second off this is based off real shit third I don't give out trigger warnings and lastly enjoy the story oh and also most the time I get mad cause I forget to do my intro))
((Graces pov))
I walked into art class cheerfully as always. I went to my seat and set my stuff on the ground next to my foot, as I waited for class to start.
I finished up a drawing of my whole family, and turned it in to Miss. Skinner, and walked out of her room to lunch.
___After school___(( AN you're welcome))
School was finally over and I rushed to my locker and put my stuff away getting my book bag and phone, putting on my headphones.
I got on the bus listening to music, till I got home.
Once I finally got home, I barged in the house
"IM HOOOOOOMMMMMMEEEEE !" I yelled, making myself laugh.
My mom rushed in like someone just broke in
"Oh it's just you. Hi Grace how was school?" Mom asked, as I set my stuff down on the floor.
"Good" I said, like I do everyday.
"Dinner should be done her in a minute" mom said.
"Okay cool" I said happily, I was starving.
I walked into my room and started to draw.
((Kaitys pov))
School was out. And I slowly put away my things not wanting to home, since cross country got cancelled.
I grabbed my violin, book bag, phone, and headphones. I put my headphones on and started listening to Pierce the Veil, and Sleeping with Sirens ((AN if you know these bands I love you)) and I started walking home.
Once I got home, I saw that my mom was still at work.
Good.
And my dad was home.......of course drinking.
Terrible.
"How was school" my dad asked gulping down his beer.
I gave him a thumbs up. And started to walk away.
"You got homework.... I like when you're busy it keeps you out of the way" dad said rubbing his forehead.
I shook my head yes, even tho it wasn't true.
"Get on it......." Dad said starting to get up, causing me to shake and rush upstairs.
I went into my room, locking my door, getting my violin and music out.
I started practicing and I kept on practicing for maybe an hour or two, when I finally put it away.
I got out my phone, and started texting my friend Jenna who I had to move away from. She was the only one who knew why I went from being loud as fuck to being a mute.
I started texting her. But I forgot she was in Radiant Reds for another 3 hours.
Great! Just my luck.
I just listened to music for awhile when I heard my dad call me downstairs, and I started to get scared.......
He's probably going to beat me again.
I got to my feet and walked downstairs to where my dad was, a beer in his hands.
"Wait here" my dad said, slowly getting up, making me shake with fear.
He came back with my mom his arm wrapped around her.
"We have something to tell you" mom said, sitting on the couch.
I just looked at them confused.
"We are sick and tired of you dressing and acting like a boy! When you are a girl" mom said, smacking me in the face.
My dad jerked me up by my hair, and shoved me to the ground.
"You're such a fucking disappointment! All you do is get in the way" dad said kicking me in my sides.
"You always eat everything you are so fucking fat"
"All you do is talk!!! Shut the fuck up for once"
"Fucking faggot/ dyke"
"Ugly" dad said. Pulling me up by my hair again making me look at myself in the mirror.
Those words repeating over and over again in my head
Ugly
Fat
Faggot/dyke
Talks to much
Gets in the way
Worthless
Emo
Piece of shit
Waste of time
Disappointment
Our life would be so simple without you
My head started to hurt, with my dad smacking me.
"GO TO YOUR FUCKING ROOM YOU FUCKING WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT!!!!!!" Dad yelled angrily, and I rushed upstairs before I heard my mom yell
"EMO FAGGOT"
I put my face in my knees, looking at all my cuts and bruises.
I looked at myself in the mirror
I really am ugly, worthless, emo, faggot, fat, plus so much more.
I thought to myself.
I laid awake all night listening to music.
_____Next Morning____
I got up the next morning pain rushing through my whole body, but I was used to it.
I got dressed for school brushing my short brown hair, then left for the bus without eating.
When the bus came I received laughs and looks, I even heard some people whispering.
I took my seat and just stared out the window.
We went to the last and next bus stop, I saw a new girl, about my height, long brownish blonde hair, and sparkling blue eyes.
She got on the bus scavenging for an empty seat, and I just kept staring out the window, when she took a seat next me, causing me to jump a bit.
"Sorry..... I hope you don't mind me sitting here. There's like no seats left" she said.
"The names Grace! Yours?" Grace asked me.
I took out my phone and went to my notes and typed in my name
Kaity
"Not much of a talker?" Grace asked, looking at me with her sparkling blue eyes.
I shook my head no.
"Eh, that's fine! You have a nice name tho. Also do you choose not to talk or were you born mute" Grace asked, setting her stuff on the ground.
((AN: italics = what Kaity types unless I say 'I thought to myself ))
I choose not to talk.
"Why" Grace asked "not trying to be rude or anything"
Reasons. Reasons I don't want to share with you yet.
"Oh. Okay that's fine. You talk when you feel like it" Grace said.
I smiled.
When we got off the bus, I heard people calling me names, but I just brushed it off.
Why can't people just leave me the fuck alone. That's all I want is to be left alone. And not get asked what's wrong or bullied.
I thought to myself.
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Talk for me...Please ((Completed))
Teen FictionGrace is a girl who loves to draw and just make art. She does it whenever she gets the chance. drawing on everything. Random paper, agenda book, pretty much anything. She lives a good life. Good parents. Good life. With some ups and downs but s...