I'll Never Die(JTK Love Story){COMPLETE}

Chapter Two: Living Hell

     Have you ever wanted to be different? Not really someone else, you still wanted to be you, with your memories and your family, but you just wanted some small changes? Like for your parents to still be happily together like they used to be, or for what should have been you little sibling to have lived, or even for you to not posses abilities that curse you life? Maybe you can't relate to that last one, but I wanted a third example. I don't know why I have these powers, or how I even got them in the first place. I don't even fully know what I can do. I know I can give plants life, and I know I can take it away just as easily, although I don't know how to control it. Since my parents divorce I've only been able to take away life, so I touch nothing now. And I also know I can't die, no matter how hard I try. I even tried starving myself, I didn't eat or even drink for months. All I did was make myself bone thin, and I'm still trying to put back on all the weight now.
     As much as I'd like to end my life, I know it's impossible, so instead I've planned out a life that I might actually be able to enjoy. There is this local shop that grows their own beautiful flowers for all sorts of things. The old couple who owns the shops told me they are always looking for help, they said they'd hire me full time once I finished high school. I was at least happy to work in the beautiful store, even if I may never be able to touch the plants with my bare hands. But that was okay with me. I also had my eyes on this apartment complex. It wasn't to far from the shop, and wasn't to far from what is my current home, so I could get to work easy and visit with my mother. Although this seemed wonderful, and I knew I should be excited, I couldn't shake the depression. I knew it would loom over me forever.
     Now, my mother, she's a very strong women. I know she has been seeing someone for a while now, but she won't fully admit it to me. I'm not angry at her, after all it was my father that cheated on her, she had every reason to leave him. But I still wish they hadn't separated. I am angry at my father though. It really is his fault the family fell apart. He didn't have to pick fights with my mom, he didn't have to start drinking, he didn't have to cheat. He choose to be selfish and put himself over his wife and kid. Mom told me not to hate him, she said pain makes people do bad thing sometimes. I knew he was hurting from the miscarriage, and maybe I could forgive him if I had chosen to fix everything instead of being selfish.
     I remember him begging my mom for a second chance one night, and my mom told him maybe, but still kicked him out the house for the time being. She made a final decision to leave him when she found out the girl he had cheated on her with was pregnant, she would not get back together with him. Dad soon ended up with the girl who was now having my dads kid. They aren't happy together, I know they aren't. The one time I visited them all they did was fight like how he did with my mom before. It wasn't hard for me to find out that the women had another lover, but I never told my dad. Instead I took fifty "don't tell anyone" dollars and decided karma was getting him. I felt bad for the kid, who is two years old currently, but other than that I had no care for the family. Maybe the kid was my little brother, and I knew it wasn't his fault, but I didn't really want him as my family.

     "Evelyn!" The teacher snaps, pulling me from my thoughts. I was so lost in my head I hadn't heard any of the lesson.
     "Yes?" I question, looking up at Mrs. Summers. She's a short plump women, with a round face and rounder glasses. Her hair is the color of a rain cloud, and always pulled back in the most uncomfortable looking tight bun. Her eyes are a dark shade of brown and are always glaring, they could pass as then eyes of a demon in you only looked for a second or two.
     "Answer the equation!" She demanded, motioning the the math equation on the white board. I could only stare and shrug, I didn't know how to do it, I hadn't paid a bit of attention. She didn't like my response, and looked as though she would snap my neck. The bell ringing was enough to save me from certain death, or more realistically a detention. She sighed as all the students stuffed their belongings in their bags and ran out the doors. I packed slowly and followed everyone out from a distance.
I put on my music, slipped out of the school quickly, and begin my walk home. Boring, but quick. I always managed to make it take forever though. I wander around town, doing nothing really special. I walk through the shops, buy a snack and a new jacket, and explore the local forest for awhile.
     Once I'm finally done and begin the real walk home it's already getting dark, so I take a few short cuts. I cut through my small section of woods that will take me straight to a dirt road that leads right to the back of my house. I was half was through when I saw him.