After I had let out a long, high pitched scream, I gripped the steering wheel and dug my nails into the black leather. I clenched my jaw shut and closed my eyes. My chest started throbbing with pain. This was a sign that I was stressed out. I took a deep breath and leaned against the seat. I slowly opened my eyes and made up my mind again: I wasn't going to school.
I opened the car door and slammed it behind me. I marched back into the house and headed straight for my room. Before I reached my door, I saw something shining from my parents' room. I peeked in, only to find nothing. I wanted to lay back down in bed, but my curiosity got the best of me. I tiptoed onto the soft carpet, careful not to leave any dirt stains. I saw the glistening again and bent over to pick up the object that was causing it.
What the...
It was my mom's wedding ring.
I dropped the ring back on the ground and exited the room. I couldn't do this. Not today. I curled up on my bed and hummed myself to sleep.
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I woke up to my sister making a ruckus in the living room. I could hear her screaming into her phone while slamming everything around.
"Why can't you step up and be a mother for once in your damn life? I need you, Dad needs you, and Jade fucking needs you!" Jeanie was talking to our mom. What was this about? "You know what, you're right. I don't need you. But you know who does? Jade. You've treated her like nothing for the past 3 years. She's tried everything, but you keep pushing her down. Ever since Grandma died, you've been a complete and total bitch." I heard Jeanie slam her phone down and let out a shaky breath.
I stayed in my room and considered walking out there. But I just couldn't do it. I lied back down and looked at the ceiling. This was ridiculous. My family was falling apart before my eyes and I couldn't do a damn thing to stop it.
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IT'S BEEN TOO LOOOONG! I absolutely CANNOT wait to get this story going again. I'm sorry but I didn't like where the plot was going at first so I gave up on it. Now, I'm writing TWO books. This one and Bad Decisions. Check it out! I'm sorry for the inconvenience. But I'm back and better than ever! (This is a filler chapter btw and there won't be many short chapters like this).
~QueenOfDispair~
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I'm More Than My Scars
Teen FictionJade Lowell has been suffering from depression for 3 years. Ever since her grandma passed she and her family were never the same. She is surrounded by friends that love and support her and has a boyfriend that always makes sure she's okay. Lately, i...