~Alan's P.o.V~
Looking around at the beautiful scenery around me, I smile wide as birds tweet loudly in the trees surrounding us, butterflies fluttering around the small grassy section of the park me and my best friends are sitting in, but the simplicity and peacefulness soon dissolves when I see Kellin and Vic cuddle up to each other, rolling my eyes at them as they kiss softly. Kellin looks down at the flowers after pulling away from his boyfriends kiss and grins wide before looking up at me.
"Hey Alan, you want to know what color these daises are?" he asks me and I glare at him annoyed.
"Can you not be an ass? I don't even care about colors or rainbows or anything. I'm happy with the black, white and grey shades I can see. So back off." I say a little angrily. Vic looks at me a little surprised as Kellin looks down a little and cuddles into his boyfriends chest.
"That was a little mean.." Vic says and I roll my eyes again, looking at him slightly annoyed also.
"I'm gonna head home.. I don't particularly want to be a third wheel." I say and stands up, walking away as Kellin mumbles a goodbye.
Whenever I'm with those two its all about Kellin trying to tease me, and shove it in my face that I cant see colors yet. But I don't care, I'm happy with how things are. I'm just annoyed that he always does it. Cant we just talk about normal stuff? I know he's just trying to be nice, but its really annoying as well. Sometimes I just wish that I could find my soul mate soon, I don't want to be alone anymore, and people around here don't even bother dating someone who isn't their soul mates. Hell they even save themselves for "the one".
It's not something we have to do, but most chose to. I get why, but still.. I think it's kind of stupid.
I arrive home and walks inside, looking over at my drunk mother giggling on the couch and cuddling her boyfriend of 2 weeks, kissing and sucking on his exposed chest. I gag a little and walks upstairs to my room. My dad died when I was 12, and mums never been the same since.. She's been whoring around with pretty much everything that moves, and hasn't exactly been the best mother, hence the few scars from my childhood.
As soon as I get to my bedroom I flop down on my bed and shoves my headphones in my ears, turning up the music playing from my phone. I close my eyes and tries to fall asleep. It's probably 5 o'clock in the afternoon, maybe 5:30? But I don't usually get much sleep at night. Might be a little bit addicted to my phone, maybe? After a long ass nap, I wake up at about 2 o'clock in the morning. I suddenly feel kind of hungry and walks downstairs to look for food.
Opening the fridge I grab an apple and walks upstairs, sighing as I walk into my bedroom again, hearing the moaning coming from mums bedroom. They're f.u.cking. How lovely. Not. I ignore them, walking over to my bed and laying down again, slowly eating the apple after slipping my headphones back on and slowly falls asleep again.
The next morning I wake up at about 11:20 in the morning. I walk into my connected bathroom and brushes my teeth before walking downstairs and sees mums current fuck buddy, Joseph. I bite my lip a little and walks passed him, grabbing a monster from the fridge. As I'm about to pull my hand out of the door, Joseph slams the door shut on my arm, really hard.
Screaming, I try to push the door off my arm but he holds it in place harder. I whimper and looks up at him, knowing not to say anything because it will make it worse. He releases my arm and I hug it to my chest, closing my eyes and looking down. Joseph shoves me onto the floor, punching me hard in the eye before leaving the room.
"Fucking piece of crap." he mumbles on the way out. I look down at my now bruised arm and stands up carefully. I walk out of the house and down the road towards Kellin's house, tears falling from my eyes quickly as I cry. When I get to Kellin's house I knock on the door lazily, biting my lip as my arm starts hurting even more. Kellin's mum answers the door and looks at me worriedly.
"Oh dear! Alan, sweetie are you okay?" I shake my head a little and walks in after she lets me in.
"Is Kellin h-home?" I ask and she shakes her head sadly.
"I'm sorry Dear, hes gone to Vic's for the night. But I'll wrap your arm and you can borrow some of Kellins clothes since yours are a little ripped." she says sadly and I nod a little in thanks.
"Thank you Mrs Bostwick." I mumble and she smiles, leading me to the bathroom.
"Come on."
About half an hour later I'm walking out of the house in black skinny jeans, a grey singlet and a black beanie. I thank Mrs Bostwick again before leaving the house, scratching at the bandage on my arm a little. I start walking towards the city, coming across a popular club, smiling a little at the security guard as I walk inside the club, surprised that the guard didn't ask for I.D. Thank god.
I really needed a drink.
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