Parallel (discontinued)

Kee- Chapter 6: Parents

I woke up to something wet. It was my puppy, Ollie, licking me. "Okay boy, I get it. I need to wake up,"

I picked him up and put him on the floor. Another day at school and I hate it. I don't want to see Jonah again, he gets on my nerves.

I quickly took a shower and decided to dress decent. I brushed my teeth and straightened my hair. I'm going to wear my light blue jeans with holes, a white v-neck fitted t-shirt and brown sandals.
Luckily my toe nails were already painted. And of course, have my hair down with my faded beanie. The story behind that will be revealed later on.

I didn't bother to eat cause there isn't much in my house but I fed Ollie.

"Ollie, do I have to go to school?" I got a bark.

"But school sucks. I honestly don't have any friends and I'm failing in all my classes. I just don't know what to do anymore,"

Ollie didn't respond. Of course not but I needed to tell somebody. You may be wondering where my parents are and why I'm all alone. I have a mom and a dad but they're divorced. I didn't want to live with either of them because they are horrible parents.

The three of us used to live in a trailer. When I was little they were never there for me, I always had a babysitter and I thought of her as my mother. Her name was Natalie. She was an awesome babysitter until my parents stopped asking her to watch me when I turned ten. I didn't care how old I was I'd live with her than them.

When I was fifteen I heard yelling outside of my room. I peeked through my door and saw my mom crying and dad yelling. This happened too often in this house but that night was different. My mom couldn't take it anymore so she grabbed the nearest weapon and stabbed my dad. Luckily he lived.

The cops couldn't find the evidence because my mom got rid of the scissors by throwing it into the river that was near. She said someone had broke in and tried stealing something and my dad stopped him but he got injured during the process. I didn't say anything because I didn't want to be a foster child at that point.

A year from that incident my parents divorced and I lived with a relative. Once I turned eighteen I got my own apartment and a job. I've been doing well and I haven't talked to my parents ever since. And I want to keep it that way.

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"Hey Kee!" I glared at Jonah. It's early in the morning and couldn't he tell when someone isn't in the mood?

I ignored him the whole class period and I don't get how someone can be so persistent. He's always wanting to help but I don't want it. I can manage on my own.

We had a test in the class and after all the studying I did I had a feeling I got a good grade. But when I got my test back...it was one of the worst grades I've ever gotten.

Jonah asked me what I got but I immediately stood up and left the classroom. It didn't matter because the bell had rung once I left. Jonah tried to catch up with me but I was too fast and the crowd of students helped him lose me.

I went to the rooftop of the school because I know nobody goes there and that I can be alone. I sat and looked at my test.

I couldn't believe that I got a 30. How? I studied practically the whole week! If I keep this up I won't be able to graduate and get a good job...I can't let that happen because I don't want to end up like my parents.

Neither one of them graduated high school which was why we lived in a trailer. Honestly, I don't remember the last time I ever looked up to my parents as role models when I was little.

All I remember was having fun during the day with Natalie and having the worst nights because I could always hear my parents argue. I didn't go to school which was why I was home all day. Natalie was in college and her classes never started while she was with me.

I started going to school when I lived with my aunt. When I first went to an elementary school, I was so nervous. I was never around kids my age and had no idea how to interact. I didn't know what to talk about with the girls because it seemed to me they talked about dolls and other girly toys. The boys played games and talked about cars.

Me, I was alone throughout my elementary school. I had bad grades because I understood nothing. I would stay after school for tutoring but they never helped so the teacher gave up on me. My aunt didn't know what to do either but she still made me go.

Even though I failed all my classes, I was lucky enough to pass the end of grade testing. I guess some stuff went into my brain.

Middle school was the same as elementary. Grades and relationships. I tried to join a group of girls but they looked at me strangely and walked away. After that, I stayed to myself all the time.

Then by high school I gave up trying to have friends. But I didn't want to give up on my grades because like I said, I don't want to end up like my parents. I want to be successful and have a good life later on.

I don't care if I have a bad life right now because good things come to those who wait. And I'll be waiting until then.

I felt tears coming down my face and I didn't notice it. I quickly wiped it away and looked towards the sky. Wishing for something good to happen.

I got up and left the rooftop, forgetting all my thoughts I just had.