Tortured (complete)

Tortured

Harrys pov

Prologue:

I wake up and look at the clock. Another day to go through. I wonder what's in store today. But then again, I never truly do. Everyday goes basically the same just in a different process. Today's a little different though. It's my first day at a new school. Complications have led me to have to come here. I'm always moving around, I just can't take it in one place for too long. Everything reminds me of *that* time, and I never want to think about it. All I need to do is move forward and never look back. I locked my heart away and threw away the key. If I just keep it that way, nothing can hurt me. Nothing can ever make me feel any pain or sadness, but happiness is also excluded. No emotions means no problems, right?

"Harry! Get off your arse and get to school!" My uncle yells.

He's always yelling at me and getting drunk all the time.

He doesn't care about me, he just got stuck with me after my parents left me when i was a baby. I don't know if they are alive, together, or anything, but I don't care. It wouldn't make much of a difference if I knew. They abandoned me, they don't care.

I get out of bed and put on my skinny jeans along with my black hoodie. I look in the mirror. Dull green eyes look back at me with no emotion. My brown curly hair sticking out from my hoodie. Just a piece of garbage.

Why would anybody want me around or even be a friend to me?

They wouldn't.

I get in my car and drive to my new school. Nothing new though, it's always the same. Always.