You're amazing, Phil

He's Right, Your Nothing

I sat on my bed weeping like a child. I wanted to suffer for what up had done to my mother. So I open my bedside tables drawer and grab my sharp razors. I rolled up my sleeves and looked at my scar filled arms.

I held my razor up to my arm, ready to cut. I hear there front door slam shut. I jump dropping my razor. Damnit, dad's home.

"PHIL WHERE ARE YOU?!?!" My dad calls. "My room dad." I yelled. "Well get your ass out here!!" Shit he's gonna be mad when he sees my nose. "Phil did I say in a few minutes? No I said NOW!!"

I run to the bathroom and washed the blood off my nose. It was still badly bruised, so that wasn't much help. "PHIL!" I walk out into the living room where my mom and dad where sitting.

"Phil what the hell happened to your nose?" He asks surprisingly calm. "Um, I, ah" I mumbled "Your mother said you got hit by a boy at school. Is that true?" His voice got louder and louder. "Y-yea," He breathed in and out. "What did I say to do when you get bullied?" "S-Stand up f-for myself." "And did you!?!" "N-No." "Why!!?" "B-Because.."

He growled. "WHY NOT BECAUSE YOUR A WEAK WORTHLESS PIECE OF TRASH!!!!" Mum was weeping. He grabbed my fringe. "Your a disappointment." Tears rolled down my cheeks. "I know" I whimpered. He slapped my face and let go of my hair.

I ran to my room, tears flying off my cheeks. Why must he make such a big deal off of nothing? I asked myself. Because you deserve it, he's right your nothing to him, your nothing to every one.

I cry myself to sleep, like every night.

A/N

Short chapter I know!! I don't have a schedule for updates, so Ill write more when I feel like it
Thanks for reading!!

~ Kitten