Hell Above//mgc

Chapter 1

I cannot spend another night in this home
I close my eyes and take a breath real slow
The consequence is if I leave I'm alone
But what's the difference when you beg for love?

Allison's POV

When I walked into hell, aka school, I was greeted with a punch into my face. How lovely. Note the sarcasm. I simply walked past the person who had punched me and went to the bathroom to see how bad it is. Great, my nose is bleeding. I take a wet paper towel and carefully dab my nose to clean it up. This is an everyday thing. I got to school, get punched or something, go home, and try to drown out the yelling and screaming that my parents did. After my nose looked okay, I walked out of the bathroom and went to my locker to gather my books. I then continued to walk to homeroom. Right when I walked inside, the bell rang. Let my day at hell begin.

Skip to after school cuz I'm lazy af

I quickly ran out the exit door and walked as fast as I could home. I couldn't afford to be late otherwise my dad would beat the living crap out of me.  I luckily made it home right on time.  I sighed in relief and went straight to my room.  I pulled out my books and started my homework.

5 hours later

My headphones are on full blast, but it's not helping.  My parents' yelling is too loud.  It's past dinner time but 1.) my parents would start yelling at me and 2.) I'm already too fat. 

Why do my parents always have to fight?  Why can't I have a loving family who loves and supports me?  Why did I have to end up with a life like this?  I can't take the fighting anymore. They always make me feel worthless and useless. They especially make me feel alone. I just wish someone would actually care for me for once. I could run away, I mean, I have enough money and everything, but either way I'd still be alone. But it could be a way to escape all the yelling and screaming.

The fighting between my parents only started 4 months ago, but in that short amount of time, they managed to make my life a living hell, along with the bullies.  My parents just increased the pain.

I got up from my bed and looked at my calendar.  I noticed a big red circle around something that just made my day 100 times better.

5sos concert!!!

I can't believe I forgot about that!  And I can't believe it's tomorrow!  That could be the day I escape the yelling. My decision has been made. I'll pack a bag of all my necessities, money, clothes, and want not, go to the concert, and then take a bus somewhere away from here. I can finally escape.