Forever Lonely...[ON HOLD]

Forever Lonely... Chapter 6

sorry i havent updated, my life has been crazy

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Christmas had past and I had moved into my dad’s house. Mum didn’t bother to call or check up on how I was going. With the days leading up to my move mum had found out about the razor ‘accident’ and went crazy, she kept telling me that I was stupid and that I should take to someone.

That was the last thing I wanted to do. I didn’t want to bore someone with my own problem when they could be helping people with problems that don’t involve mine. But knowing my mum she would send me somewhere whether I liked it or not.

When I had finally moved it was like I was being brought in to a new life, a new breath of fresh air and stepping into a new world. It put a smile on my face when I thought of it.

I arrived at my dad’s house 3 weeks before my 16th birthday. It was like giving yourself a birthday present, but I wasn’t at that point yet. The house was big enough to fit 4 people in it, but it would only be 2 for the time being as dad’s partner works away and only comes home on weekends.

Dad helped me bring my boxes to my room that was at the back of the house over looking a short fence to the neighbours. Dad and I had already painted my room and got furniture, my walls were blood red and I had wooden furniture. A double bed in the middle, a built in closet and a chest of draws next to a desk that was attached near the window.

Dad left me after a while to unpack my things, and when I did, I didn’t want to be reminded of my past. I was going to change for the best. Forget my past, and start new. Here living with my dad and forget anything bad that had happened to me.

I walked over to the bathroom and looked myself in to mirror. My hair was dull, my figure was plump and chubby, and my skin was rashly. I almost cried when I saw myself in the reflection. No wonder I got teased and bullied while I was living with my mum. I was destroying myself as well as my life.

I walked out of the bathroom and ran to my room. I changed into a tracksuit and put on my runners. I tied my hair in a bun and walked out to the kitchen.

“Hey dad.”

“Lucy, are you going somewhere?”

Dad pointed to my clothes and I just nodded. “Dad is it alright if I change things up a bit?”

Dad nodded and went back to his cooking. “Just remember that I have put money in your account, and the card is in your top draw along with emergency numbers.”

I was confused, why is dad telling me all this? “Umm dad, are you going somewhere?”

“Yeah I have to go to Patricks house for a few days, and possibly the first day of your new school. Listen you will do fine, I might not be here when you come back from where ever you’re going. I will see you in a few days my love.”

I let out a sigh and walked outside. Isn’t it nice how much family loves you? I ignored the rest of my thoughts and started walking down the streets. As I walked past people all they could do was stare and say something under their breath.

Once I found and got to a disserted park full of tress, I started running if my life depended on it. If I wanted to change the fist thing I needed to fix was my weight, I’m not letting myself get tied down because I look and feel fat.

Hours later the sun started to die down. I had finished 4 laps around the oval and my legs were like jelly. I almost died on the walk back home but I knew it was good for me.

Dad was right when I go home he wasn’t there. I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water. Dad had left dinner out on the bench for me to heat up. I turned my nose up at it and threw it in the trash.