The Lives We Live

How it started

•Renee's pov•

Today I woke up feeling like crap. When I rolled out of my bed I felt extremely dizzy. The room was spinning and I had a raging headache.

I walked into my bathroom to do my morning routine and when I walked in, I mentally slapped myself for not going to sleep until 5:00 this morning. When I looked in the mirror I looked DISGUSTING. I had bags under my eyes, my eyes were red, my hair looked horrible, I had crust in my eyes and on the side of my mouth. At least I looked like I felt, I thought to myself.

After I brushed my teeth and washed my face, I went downstairs to find something to eat because I was STARVING.

Walking into the kitchen, I see that my mother is sitting at the table on her laptop, again. Probably looking for more things for her "bathroom remodeling project." She glances up from her laptop seeing that I have entered the kitchen. She doesn't even address my presence.

Shocker...

"Good morning mother," I said in an annoyed tone.

"Oh! Good morning Re, I didn't notice you there," she says not even looking up from her computer.

"Of course you didn't," I mumbled to my self.

"Are you brothers awake yet?" She asked still not looking up from her computer.

"James and Kyle? Pleeeaaase, you know that they're not gonna be awake yet. It's not even the middle of the afternoon." I said laughing.

"Well can you go wake them up for me please? I have to go look at more bathtubs and toilets at Furgerson." She stated getting up from the table.

What I want to say is "No, that's not my job! Why don't you do it?" I refrain from doing that though because I know that it'll turn it into a screaming match and that will only make my headache worse. Plus I want her to pick me up some Advil and Sprite on her way home; so instead I say "sure, anything else?" With a fake smile plastered on my face.

"No, but thanks! I'll be back home later." She said gathering all of her things together to head out of the door. She starts to grab her keys to leave, but I moved faster than she did and grab them before she could even get them in her hand.

"What are y-," she started to say but I cut her off.

"On your back home, can you pick me up some Sprite and Advil, please?" I begged.

"We'll see." She said, and with that she took her keys out of my hand and left.

"Sure." I sighed rubbing my head and beginning to feel nauseous. Oh, I better not be pregnant, I thought to myself. Knowing my family they wouldn't notice nor care. My dad is always at work, my brothers are never home and my mom is always busy with some type of "house project." The last thing I need though is to have a baby a fifteen years old, going on sixteen; it'll be the typical story that everyone's expecting.

Here's something that you should know about me, I'm not some "hoe" who sleeps around with every person she comes in contact with. I'm a pretty well rounded kid. I make good grades, I'm polite and courteous to other people, and I do a lot of charity work for others. I was a virgin up until two days ago. My boyfriend, Cole Jackson, and I have been dating since the beginning of our freshman year. Believe me, it was NOT planned. If it was up to me I would not have lost my virginity at 15. I wanted to wait until I got married but I was drunk from a party that we had went to and it kind of just happened.

Anyways, I was now leaving the kitchen because I have lost my appetite due to my raging headache and nausea. It is literally making me cry, so I'm just going to go lay back down but first I need to wake my brothers.

Ugh...

///Authors note///
Ok so first chapter done!
Sorry not much has happened yet, but I need to get the story started and going:)
Please comment, tell me what you think (how I can make it better) and please criticize. Everything helps
Thanks!;)
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