Everything's okay, everything's alright.
I feel like I'm constantly telling myself that. As if I'm trying to remind myself. But why? Why am I trying to do that?
I rested my head against my bedroom door as I hear him downstairs talking to one of his so called friends. I wouldn't even call the guy he's down there with a friend though. The dude was a drug addict just like him. He came over sometimes and I always locked myself away in my room.
The man was creepy, the first time I met him he tried to grab my ass. I was lucky when I saw his hand reaching over to slap my butt because I quickly grabbed ahold of his arm and bent it backwards.
My step-father, Tim.. -that was his name- he didn't care. He laughed and said "Oh let the man touch you Alexis. Maybe even take him upstairs to your room..have a little fun."
I flinched at the memory. It's why I won't go downstairs until I know he's gone. I don't want to face Tim nor that guy- Paul.
When my phone started ringing, I answered it to hear Caleb on the other line. "Where are you?" He said. I could hear the booming of music in the background.
That's when I facepalmed. Luis' party, how could I forget. My friends were all waiting for me. "I-I'm home. I can't make it." I stuttered.
"Why's that? You always flake on us when we arrange plans." I heard Caleb sigh. I felt guilty because he was right. There was only a few times where I could make it to something outside of school.
I walked over to the window in my room and opened it up, I quickly stuck my foot out the window and got myself onto the roof. Closing my window shut behind me, I put the phone back up to my ear. "I'm on my way." I said whispering just in case he heard and stopped me.
"Finally!" I heard him cheer. I smiled lightly, what a goof ball. "She's coming guys!"
"Okay I'll see you in a bit."
After hanging up I stuck my phone into my jeans pocket and started walking across the roof carefully. When I got to the edge, I stared at the ground below me. I either jump and possibly die, or jump and possibly live. Will I take that chance? Yup. I have nothing to lose anyways, well except for my friends. I can't die on my friends.
I looked around hoping that maybe there was an easier way down. A way that didn't involve my death. I wasn't ready to die as much as I did want to sometimes, just not yet.
I sighed giving up and walked across the roof back to my window. I cracked it open and went to go back in but slipped causing me to slide down the roof. I gripped onto the gutters, and dangled from it. "Fucking shit." I cursed to myself as I tried to lift myself up. "No, no, no." I said as soon as I heard a cracking noise.
I looked below me seeing the grass.
Just drop.
Drop yourself.
It's not that far down.
I closed my eyes shut and slowly let my right hand go, and then my left. I kept my eyes shut as I fell off the roof and landed on my back on the ground.
After a few seconds I opened my eyes, I lifted myself up using my palms as support. "Well...I lived." I shrugged, talking to myself again.
I stood up and dusted off my pants, pulling my phone out in the process. I gasp as I looked at the crack forming on the top corner.
My phone cracked.
My ass literally cracked my phone when I fell.
Well damn. Now another thing to get fixed sooner or later.
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Beyond Her Exterior
Novela JuvenilShe lived her life as if it was normal and everything was okay. But in reality, that was never the case, She was struggling. Her life wasn't as easy as she tried to make it seem. She went to school, pretending to be happy all the time so her friends...