It had been two weeks since I last went to school. Gerard had pleaded with me to go, I know selfish of me not to go but it made no difference whether I went to school or not.
Every night I'd sneak out through my window and climb to my roof. It was a refreshing place to clear my thoughts. Gerard almost discovered my secret place once this week when I had accidently left my door open at night. He walked in to let me know my mother was leaving for eight weeks to France, like I cared. Instead of me in my room there was a cool breeze blowing my white curtains around.
I was sitting on the tree at the time coming down from the roof, I explained to Gerard I was going to make a tree house, although I know he didn't believe me.
That was one of Gerard's many qualities he was silent but he always listened, he always watched and he always knew.
"Tori, please at least go to school once." Gerard pleaded through the door his voice muffled.
Groaning I rolled off my bed.
"Fine."
Slowly I dragged myself into a hot shower and untangled my long hair with conditioner. Once I got out I wrapped a towel around myself and studied my features in the mirror.
My eyes were dull green laced with brow specks. They were worn, tired and cold, my eyes were of my mother, she too had the cold glare of green eyes, I've always disliked my eyes. My hair hung low in the middle of my back damp from the shower, my hair had a natural curl to it, I got it from my father, and it may be the only thing that I like about myself.
I dressed in black jeans and a black jumper; I had no effort with appearance. It annoyed my mother dearly when I would go to the shops for groceries with her in 'casual' clothing.
Dress nicely. Ugh. Victoria my dear how will you find a man of wealth dressed the way you are dressed. Do you honestly believe your father would love me had I dressed the way you do?
No, I found it hard to believe my father had ever loved a woman like my mother.
She continued to nag me about my appearance until finally she saw no hope and gave up.
"Are you ready?" Gerard asked from the bottom of the stairs as I grabbed my bag and walked out of my bedroom door.
I nodded.
We walked out of the cold and empty large house and towards the Bentley. Before my father left he opened his bank accounts for my mother and I, he was no fool he set aside a small amount in a bank account that I would be able to reach once I had turned twenty-one. As soon as my father's money was open for my mother she did not hesitate to buy new things of no use. She bought an eight-bedroom, four-bathroom, double garage home that housed two women. Although eventually her spending spree slowed and she became determined to 'work.'
Before my father left my mother did nothing, she did not work. However she found work the only thing she still enjoyed. Although at work all she did was direct people, they all worshipped her. They were more family to her than I. It didn't bother me.
Gerard and I drove in silence, a comfortable silence that I found peaceful. Gerard finally pulled up to the dull school.
A lone sigh escaped my breath as I opened the door and shut it loudly behind myself; I waved as Gerard left me alone at the gate. The bell for second period rung even after it stopped the ringing continued in my ears.
I did not miss hell.
Pulling my head down I avoided everyone. Honestly I don't know why I didn't just pretend to Gerard I was going to school and skip. But it felt wrong to do a thing like that to Gerard.
I crashed hard.
"Watch where you are going bitch, he's mine." Spoke a whinny voice.
Irritated I looked up. Brooklyn Luciana, schools biggest how do I say these things without being mean? She is the schools biggest 1. Slut 2. Bitch 3. Attention Seeker.
But what I did not expect was to see her wrapped around Diego. It was fitting though, the bitch and the douche bag.
"Sorry, it's just so hard to see a dick when it's that small." My voice was rather high to mimic hers. I squinted a little at Diego's package as I spoke.
"Just because you don't know what dick looks like." She purred as she kissed around Diego's neck.
"Oh remind me about your ex Brooklyn, why did he leave you again?" I questioned and I could tell it immediately it hit a sore spot
Brooklyn was my best friend in Elementary school. She knew everything about my life, about my hate for my own mother and how she was driving my father away. I knew everything about her life too, back then she was a harmless girl.
But things changed, she changed and I guess I did too.
"Shut up bitch." She stammered trying to recover.
I faked a laugh.
Ethan Amandos was Brooklyn's boyfriend after we parted. After a successful year of dating, Ethan dropped her without an explanation. Then when she wouldn't stop whining he told her. Apparently one night I had gotten drunk and hooked up with him and he was 'in love' with me after that. Since then there was no hope of mending our broken friendship. Yes, I felt bad about it but I wasn't trying to hurt her I was trying to kill my own sins.
I didn't bother replying to her instead I pushed passed her, everyone starring back and forth from myself to where Brooklyn and Diego stood.She also faked a sour and bitter laugh.
"Cat got your tongue? Little scared to speak Tori?" She teased and her group of side dogs laughed.
"If a cat has my tongue at least it's not a boy who's had his tongue in a lot of things should I list them for you?" I smirked; both of them pulled shocked faces.
"Why don't I list all the girls in this school, because I'm pretty sure he's tongue f*cked them all" Diego shifted uncomfortably by Brooklyn's side. He opened and shut his mouth several times but didn't find the words to speak.
She struggled in here heels before storming off.
I couldn't be bothered to call her back and humiliate her more to be fair she humiliated herself enough. I turned and walked too my locker.
Finally when I had made it to my locker I threw my bag in and grabbed some random book.
I guess you could say my future will be a mess, my present was a sinister and my past was a remorseful.
Too believe that I once upon a time really cared for school, or typically labelled a 'nerd' was hard to come to terms with. Now I only thrived for a pass, if that.
"So, my dick is hard to find?" A chilling voice surprised me.
My eyes rolled on their own accord at the sound of his smirk.
"No, you are mistaken." I shook my head. "I said it is small."
His brows furrowed into a knot.
"Why don't I prove you wrong." He smirked.
"Why don't you shove it in Brooklyn?" I faked a smile then slammed my locker shut. I didn't care for being late to class but I'd much rather suffer a lecture then Diego's attempts at flirting.
He shook his head at my statement.
"Why, when you are much better." He whispered.
I forced my middle finger in his face and walked off.
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Teen FictionHer father warned her about drugs, but never did he mention ones with deep blue eyes and a heartbeat. The eyes that sucked her in, the ones who killed her sins.