She's Our Maggot

Chapter 1

She seems dressed in all of me. Stretched across my shame. All the torment and the pain. Leaked through and covered me.

I'd do anything to have her to myself, Just to have her for myself.

Now I don't know what to do.

I don't know what to do,

When she makes me sad.

I listened to my favorite Slipknot song, while replaying memories of my dad in my head. We loved listening to that song together.

Those are just memories now.

The only thing I do now is listen to music, and never come out of my room.

I realize it happened five years ago, but, I still miss him.

I never thought I'd lose my dad.

Ever.

*Five years ago*

"Now whatever you here downstairs, ignore. Just make sure you stay in your room, okay?" My mom said giving me a nervous smile.

"Okay Mama." I answered happily, having no idea what was going on.

"Okay." She said walking out and shutting my door until I stopped her.

"Mama wait!" I exclaimed.

"Yes dear?" My mom looked super aggitated. I could see she was growing impatient.

"Why do you want me to stay in my room?"

She let out a frustrated sigh. "Raven?"

"Yeah mom?"

"STAY IN YOUR ROOM!!"

I gasped in suprise. Mom never yells at me. What did I do to make her mad at me?

I just shrugged it off and walked over to my CD player. I flipped through my CD cases and stopped at my Avenged Sevenfold one they signed for me last year, when my dad suprised me by taking me to one of their concerts. And they signed my CD when we caught up with them at their tour bus.

That was probably the best birthday ever.

I took out the disc from it's case and placed in in the CD player. I skipped afew songs until Beast and the Harlot played as I walked over to my bed, grabbed my monster stuffed animal and walked over to my dollhouse.

I started playing my favorite game, 'Attack the barbie dolls with favorite stuffed monster while listening to Avenged Sevenfold'.

About five minutes later I was still playing with my dolls until I heard a smashing sound and my mom scream.

"Mama?"

What just happened?

Why was she screaming?

I walked over to my door, ignoring the fact that my mom wanted me to stay in my room. I turned the knob and crept out.

Was she okay?

Where's my dad?

All these things were rushing through my head that minute.

So I walked out of the hallway and into the kitchen, there was no sign of them. "Hmm." I said to myself.

The house was now silent, so I walked toward the fridge, taking out some milk and found a cup within reach. (Since I was super short.) I slowly poured milk into the glass. I was only able to take a small sip of my drink before my mom screamed again.

"OH MY GOD!" She screamed.

I dropped my milk and ran downstairs.

But that was a big mistake.

My mother was covered in blood. She didn't look hurt though.

She looked suprise.

"Mama?" I asked, scared now. She didn't even look at me. She just kept staring at the ground.
Wide eyed. I didn't understand what she was staring at.

Until...

I trailed my eyes downward too.

Finding, my father's lifeless body laying limp on the ground.

He was dead, and covered in blood.

*End flashback*

I sighed loudly and turned over so I was now facing the wall of my room. I didn't want to look at anything else. Just a plain wall. Simple and boring.

The wall actually kinda realates to me. Simple and boring.

It has one purpose in life, to block out whatever was on the other side.

Walls can get in the way too.

And, to my mom, I'm just a wall to her. Just something to ignore on purpose, or just another thing she can blame or complain about.

To her, my soul is the most annoying thing on the planet.

Just then, I heard a knock on my window.

And I knew exactly who it was.

My best, and only friend Cam.

I swung my legs over my bed, and hoisted myself up, and walked toward my window.

I saw my spunky best friend outside my window. Her black half-shaved hair was all smoothed out and perfect. (Not something she would do unless it was an occasion.) She was wearing her favorite leggings with the Slipknot tribal S printed all over, and a black dress.

I quickly unlocked the window and let her in.

"God, bout' time you let me in." She said making me chuckle a little.

She walked over to my bed and made herself comfortable. "So, what brings you hear Cam?" I asked plopping down next to her.

She tilted her head to the side. "Did you cut your hair?" She asked me.

"Yeah, I like it short and pixie looking."

She smiled. "It suits you. It totally makes sense with your hair color."

My hair was totally red, no dye, nothing made my hair look this way. My hair was just naturally red.

"Thanks." I said, she usually gives me compliments when I feel depressed.

"Soooo, what made you wanna come over today?" I asked again.

She looked at me. "Wow. I didn't realize how blue your eyes are." She said ignoring my question.

"Cam. What are you hiding from me?"

She slid her bag behind your back. "Nothing." She smiled nervously.

"Camryn Jane Olson, tell me what you have behind your back now." I scolded.

"Ugh, you didn't have to call me by my full name. God damn." She said tossing me a wrapped box.

I looked at it carefully, I was totally confused. I looked at her questionly.

"Oh my god you don't remember?" She said wide-eyed.

I shook my head.

"Happy birthday Raven." Cam said seriously.

I totally forgot it was my birthday.

"Fricking open it!!" She exclaimed making me yelp.

"Okay okay." I mumbled, unwrapping it.

I saw one slip of paper in the box. I grabbed it slowly, gasping.

"Cam, oh my god. You didn't have t-"

"No, I know I didn't have to. But I know how much you wanted to see them." She smiled thoughtfully.

"Are you going?" I asked hopefully.

She smiled wickedly. "I wouldn't just let you go to a Slipknot concert without me." She said taking out a Slipknot ticket.

"Get dressed, we leave in an hour."