The Perfection of My Insanity

ignorance

Diamond's Pov:

I lie awake in my bed thank God it's Saturday. I check my phone to see the time and it's 2 in the afternoon. I sleep this late normally so its not a big deal for me. I look around to see my room is a mess when suddenly I get a text message from my cousin England.

niani :Can't wait to see u. 

Diamond: Me either I can't wait to leave this hell hole. 

niani: Are those boys still giving u trouble. 

Diamond : Yea but all that is gonna change when i move in with u. 

niani: Diamond u know u cant run away from all your problems. 

Diamond: I can try. ttyl I have to clean my room. 

I lied I didn't really need to clean my room well I do but I don't want to. Damn it I know she's right I know I can't run away from my problems. I know that you're always going to have to face your problem soon or later I would just prefer for them to be later than sooner. 

As I was picking up my room my mother walked in. 

"Good so you're cleaning up this triflin mess."she nagged. 

"Hello to you too mother" I reply picking up my dirty shirt from the day before. My mom exited my room with a scoff and I put everything in my hamper. 

My parents don't know that I'm bullied for that I have a gun on my pillow .The only person that knows that is my cousin I tell her everything she's 21 now and she said at the end of the school year that I could move in with her and leave this place. Surprisingly my mother said it was okay and as for my dad I really don't think he cares as long as my mom says its ok. 

Its March now and I couldn't be more excited to leave. Though my mother keeps dangling the fact that she could take away the fact that I'm leaving over my head.  

"Diamond, get your ass downstairs and put up these motherfucking dishes." yells my father's booming voice.I grown and get out if bedto walk down stairs.The second I step foot down stairs all I hear is nagging and bitching. I walk over to the dishes and start putting the up .I attempt to block them out but all I hear is how un grateful I am and at the least I could do is put up the dishes just instead of laying on my ass 24 /7. I was about to put a knife in the drawer and a plate in the cabinet when my father's loud voice startled startled me and causing me to jump. I dropped the plate and it breaks. 

"See she dropping shit and breaking it all over the fucking floor and shit" yells my father. 

That's the thing with bipolar disorder you can be very calm 1 minute and be on the verge of killing someone the next.Which upsets me to say I inherited from my father along with ADHD and a OCD from my mother. 

I bend down to pick up the broken plate pieces when I notice a long cut going across my hand it must've been been from the knife I try to pick up the pieces but it cuts my finger instead I hold my left hand tightly and run to the bathroom. I wrap my hand up and quickly run out the front door .I sit on the porch waiting for my father to stop yelling from inside when I see Niall and Louis walking down the street. 

I see Louis piont at me and they both start picking thing up off the ground. I already know what's going to happen next they do this every time they see me in a public place. They pick rocks up and they throw them at me so when I run they can kick my ass .I remember one time Harry hit me in the back of the head with a rock and when I started to bleed and fell unconscious they all thought I was dead for about 2 minutes. 

"Well well well look what we have here" said Louis tossing a rock in his hand. 

"Evidently we have we have cliche movie lines."I say referring to what he just said. 

"And here I thought I was the sassy one." Louis replied as I stood up. 

"Well tells just get this over with shall we I run and you chase my with rocks and throw them at me then if you catch me you beat me up." I say crossing my arm when I hear coming from my house uh oh. 

My dad yanks open the door and starts yelling at me. 

" Get your ass in this motherfucking house god damnit what the fuck you think you're doing outside this damn house get your ass up the motherfucking stairs." he yells and back hands me on the back of the head.I stubble a little but quickly regained my balance and run upstairs tomorrow were spent all the weekend I have no friends which isn't really a problem for me because I'm a bit of a loner. I curl up in the fetal position tomorrow complete darkness do it then you can see is the moonlight coming in through the window I'm pretty soon I fall asleep preparing myself for what's to come on Monday. 

On Sunday I got an anonymous letter it said 

"mayby if you weren't such an annoying bitch you wouldn't get your ass beat every day oh and by the way I never knew what he saw in you." 

I can't even begin to think who the fuck would send this .How the hell did they get my address, who saw what in me and why the fuck should I care? 

I kept the letter though it reminds me of how ignorance is so humorous sometimes.