A/N ***I do not own any of these songs so don't sue me*** The story is a bit slow right now but it'll pick up soon.
The air at home was thick and tense. No matter how much I wished for Matt to be oblivious, both of us knew how well he picked up on what was really happening. The fights I had with Gina were quieted down for his sake, but that didn’t stop how harsh the words were. She always picked my weak points, whether it was Mom, Dad, or Jesse. It was her specialty. And man, I wanted to kick her for it. It was like we were broken records, constantly bickering about details that shouldn’t matter. It was because of this I started spending less and less time at home. I couldn’t stand being in the same room as her.
It didn’t help that my only friend was states away and wouldn’t pick up his damn phone. A few texts were exchanged here and there, but it wasn’t much. So I spent my time in the woods. Always remembering to wear a jacket and bring a little trinket to entertain me, I spent hours just walking around.
One night, it got bad. Matt was at a friend’s house, sleeping over, while I was getting ready to leave to go anywhere. Gina sighed loudly, seeking to be questioned. But I continued put on my boots.
“Where are you going?”
“I’m going to hang out with some friends.” Lie.
“Giovanna-”
“What, you think I don’t have any other friends than Jesse?”
“I didn’t say that.”
“You were thinking it,” I mumbled.
“I’m worried about you.”
“What’s new?”
“I’m serious! Where do you go everyday? What do you do? Even Matt knows something is wrong!”
“Nothing is wrong!”
“Bull! I know not to trust you when you say that, Giovanna. It’s always a lie coming from you.”
“I go out to town! I hang out with some friends! Shopping! Coffee! I’m all grown up, Gina! Aren’t you proud?” I said sarcastically.
“I get that you don’t like it here-”
“Oh here we go. We’ve been here how many years? I’m over it! That train has left! There’s no point bringing it up because it’s not going to change!”
“This change was supposed to help!”
“This change helped no one! We should’ve stayed in New York!”
She took a deep breath. “Listen, I get it. You miss Jesse and Mom and Dad. But stop letting it control you, it doesn’t make things easier for any of us.”
Immediately I knew she was referencing to my depression and anxiety. She never really understood what it meant to go through. And she will never know the internal hell they have put me through. To her, a person can get through anything if they push themselves to. Mental illness? Pfff. More like weakness to her. She may know how to treat me like a patient with it, but she doesn’t know how to treat me like an actual person. They’re my weak spots to her, and they’re a low blow when it comes to arguments.
“Easier? For any of us?! Oh, I’m sorry! I didn’t realize my depression and anxiety was making you feel dead inside out! I was being so selfish!”
“That’s not what I meant!”
“I know what you meant!”
“No-”
“You love being right. You love knowing everything! And when you don’t, it’s like the world is ending! Well guess what? You don’t have any idea about who I am! You don’t understand the shit I have to put with everyday, and that’s including you! And I’m oh so sorry that I’m such an inconvenience to your life! “
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An Imperfect Beauty and Her Beast
Fantasy"That's why you can't rely on prince charming, because your demons might even scare him away..." Giovanna Algarotti loves fairytales. David Sparrow hates them. Giovanna just wants to live her life. David just wants to end his. She can't seem to take...
