Demons

Parents

  I hate school.

I hate how everyday I have to pull myself together, and then get crushed all over again. Everyone thinks I'm a freak, and Alex and Kendall push me around even more. I walk to school just to avoid them, but once they've seen you, you're done for.

"Hey freak!" Alex shouted, loud enough for people to start noticing him.

Run or fight. I bet you would like it if you saw his smashed face on the floor.

I started walking faster to my class, but someone grabbed my hair and threw me into the lockers. I gasped, tears running down my face as I struggled to breathe. Someone kicked at my legs, causing my knees to buckle beneath me. I fell to the floor and someone lifted me up and tossed me down the hallway like I was trash.

You will never be worth anything to anybody.

I was really trying to keep it in now, struggling to keep control over the voice. Another hand grabbed me and smashed me into the lockers again, bashing my head against the metal over and over until i could feel the blood trickling down my face. Then someone threw me at the crowd.

You're so weak and pathetic.  Fight back. Crush them.

"I can't!" I screamed, clutching my head. I couldn't keep it in much longer. Kendall smirked from where she threw me, walked over, and held me up by my coat. "You are such a freak, Lexi. You even talk to yourself," she whispered, and left the rest of me for Alex.

Too late.

Oh god. I thought, just as the black crept into my eyes and the voice took over. "You little bitch..." Alex called as he made his way to where I sat, and cracked his knuckles. The voice took over and pounded Alex in the face, knocking him over. I was screaming for the voice to stop, trapped inside my head. The voice jumped on him, smashing his face until it was a bloody mess. I fought the voice for control, screaming and crying and hoping it would end. As soon as the blackness crept back out of my eyes, I shuddered and ran. Forgetting about stupid school and Alex and Kendall, I ran home and cried.

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I waited for my parents to get back from work, even though it was already six. I started to get worried, usually they got home at five, and the voice wasn't quiet for this long. My fingers traveled up to my new bandage wrapped around my head, and I looked down at the my other gauze wrapped hand and shuddered. How could I tell my parents? My thoughts were interrupted as the phone rang, causing me to jump. I answered, hoping for my mom to pick up, but I wasn't sure who this was at first. "Honey where are you?" my aunt answered. "uh, home. What's wrong?" I could hear my aunt holding back tears on the other end. "I.......I........" I interrupted, "What is wrong? Do you need help? Did yo-" she cut me off. "Your parents.........they were in a horrible car crash hun." She said in a shaky voice. "I'm at the hospital now, and the doctor said..... they won't make it." The phone fell from my hand and crashed to the floor, cracking the screen. I fell to my knees, and screamed bloody murder. I screamed and screamed until my brain was numb, got up, and ran to the kitchen. I smashed my head against the counter, creating another huge gash on my forehead that started gushing blood. I opened the drawer of the cabinet in front of me, and scrambled around until I found what I wanted.

It's your loss.

That was the last thing I heard before I plunged the knife into my stomach, and blacked out.

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sry short chapter! First update in a while but I tried. 😬 Oh well 😐😜 Hope you like it so far. if you have suggestions put them in the comments or message me pls. 😊👍