"When you walk away, it's when we really play.."
~Melanie MartinezChapter 1: "Nice to meet you, I'm Melanie, and I'm a crybaby."
"Melanie!"
"Melanie!"
"Melanie!"
"What!?" I snapped at Bella. I'm tired and I want to sleep. Is that too much ask?
"Our first day of school is today! We gotta get ready." She said, going to her dresser and picking out a outfit for her to wear.
I sighed and grabbed a pink shirt that has big blue words that spell out the word crybaby, I also grabbed a blue short skirt. I then put on my favorite blue heels. I went into the bathroom and brushed my hair. My hair was dyed pink and purple. I put on my usual makeup. I grabbed my notebook and put in my bookbag.
•20 minutes later, at school•
I got out of the car and a group of people were looking at us. I just sighed. I hate being the center of attention even through my outfit do bring me lots of attention. I just went to the office and asked for my schedule.
After I got my schedule, I walked to my first hour.
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"Who are they?" My sister asked Jessica, I looked around and until I saw what she was talking about. They we're sitting at a table, 5 of them, clearly loners. Because with their looks, they will have a whole gang of people around them. I looked away and looked at my notebook. I have so many songs that I wrote from my personal experiences. You see I didn't have a childhood like Bella. I had a much different one. One that will give the normal person nightmares.
My mom, Renee doesn't love me like she does Bella. In her eyes, I'm a freak, a outsider in my own family. On a daily basis at home, when Bella isn't there, she will call me a emo freak. To try and cope with the pain, I would date guys, but it never works out. I'm just a 17 year old freak.
Flashback starts:
"Melanie, your such a fucking freak! A emo! Why do you even wear your hair like that? What's with your clothing? Who wears clothing that says crybaby?" Renee yelled at me loudly. Me being a 12 year old child couldn't do anything. My sister Bella was with Phil.
"Why can't you love me like Bella?" I cried. Why can't I be loved?
"Because you don't deserve love. You are lucky I even take care of you! Worthless child." She told me breaking what little self esteem for myself I had.
I just ran outside, once I got outside, I fell down. A branch caught my leg, I ended up having stuff in my mouth and I ripped my skirt a little.
"Oh my gosh! You ruined your skirt! That is just proof of useless you are! And look at your mouth! Disgusting!" Renee said, looking at me in disgust. She grabbed me by my shirt and took me back home.
Once we got back, she let go of me and pushed me to the ground.
"Go clean your mouth with soap!" She yelled, going into her room.
I walked to the bathroom and turned on the water and grabbed the soap.
Think I just remembered something
I think I left the faucet running
Now my words are filling up the tub
Darling, you're just soaking in it
But I know you'll get out the minute
You notice all your fingers pruning upI looked at my self in the mirror. Can someone please save me?
I'm tired of being careful, tiptoe, trying to keep the water warm
Let me under your skin
Uh-oh, there it goes, I said too much, it overflowed
Why do I always spill?I feel it coming out my throat
Guess I better wash my mouth out with soap
God, I wish I never spoke
Now I gotta wash my mouth out with soapThink I got myself in trouble
So I fill the bath with bubbles
Then I'll put the towels all away
Should've never said the word "love"
Threw a toaster in the bathtub
I'm sick of all the games I have to playI'm tired of being careful, tiptoe, trying to keep the water warm
Let me under your skin
Uh-oh, there it goes, I said too much, it overflowed
Why do I always spill?[4x]
I feel it coming out my throat
Guess I better wash my mouth out with soap
God, I wish I never spoke
Now I gotta wash my mouth out with soap.
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I'm Such A Crybaby >>Edward Cullen
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