It Was Only A Kiss

Chapter 1: How Did It End Up Like This

It started out with a kiss how did it end up like this? It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss.

Dear Adam,

It’s 9:37PM, the 21st of October 2009. Here I am, 16 years old and getting ready to kill myself. Ok I know you’re mad and I've tried to evade this. I've tried to think that there is light at the end of the tunnel. But I can’t. Everything and everybody just keeps knocking me down, knocking me down Adam, I can’t do it anymore Adam, it hurts so much! I can’t trust no one Adam. You’re the only thing/person in my life that I can trust with my secrets. I’m sorry it’s come to this but I can hear it coming, I know this sounds like really cheesy but the end is near. This will be my last diary entry but I’ll see you soon Adam. Goodbye everyone else.

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7:30 AM

It was a miserable October morning (the 21st if you want to be precise), it was raining, the clouds were grey but an ominous sensation was hovering in the air which gave the ugly, boring buildings in the small city of Stamborough a gloomy feeling. As the sun lazily started to rise through the window of a modern three storey house, there stood Cleopatra Reid (Cleo for short) who was grudgingly getting ready for school. Although it was 7:30 and she had to leave in the next fifteen minutes to get to school on time Cleo, quite honestly, did not give a single fuck. If it was up to her she wouldn’t even go to school. Six more months… six more fucking months is what she constantly thought to help her get through the school day. She bent down and picked up her blazer off the floor and slid it down up her arms. ‘Fucking nasty ass blazer’ Cleo mumbled as she grabbed her red David & Goliath school bag and stuffed it with the books that she needed for the day. She went into the bathroom and looked into the mirror. She ran her hands down her cheek and stared at herself for a while. Considering how stressed out she was her dark brown skin was still spotless. Her almond eyes were bare compared to the usual line of liquid eyeliner she wears. Today, she couldn’t be bothered. She then left her en suite and left her room. When she was half way down the stairs until she heard a shrill scream come from the top landing of the stairs.

‘Cleopatraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!’. Cleo stopped dead in her tracks and huffed. ‘The fuck does she want’ she thought. Before Cleo could even begin to run away her mother shouted again.

‘I know you’re there Cleo! I heard you close your bedroom  door!’ Cleo hung her head and dropped her shoulders. She really wasn’t in the mood to talk to her mother or anyone in fact but she had to be respectful.

‘Yes Mama?’

‘Come here please, your father is on the phone and he wants to speak to you’. Cleo kissed her teeth and ran to her mother’s room. The more school she could avoid the better. As she entered her mother’s room the smell of baby poo masked with expensive perfume filled her nostrils causing her to involuntarily gag. She quickly scanned the room and spotted her mother and baby sister sitting in the far right corner.

‘Yep… Uh huh… Wha-… No! no! no! Hahaha… oh nah, wait her she is!’ she placed her hand on the phone receiver and whispered ‘be nice’ before handing the phone to Cleo.

‘Hello’

‘MY DAUGHTERRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!! I LOVE YOUUU!!! WHY DIDN’T YOU CALL ME THIS MORNING?!’

‘Sorry, I was running late’. There a long awkward silence whilst Cleo shuffled her feet and felt the purple velvet wallpaper.

‘Well, your brothers are back today did you miss them?’ Cleo snorted and leaned on her mum’s dressing table.

‘No. They can stay with you for all I care, look I gotta go I’m gonna be late for school’ Cleo said informatively.

‘Ok! Bye daughter. I love you!’

‘Bye…’. She cut the phone off and tossed the phone on her mother’s bed and ran down the stairs.

‘Cleo! Wai-’ but before she could hear the rest of the shit that was going to come out of her mother mouth she had ran out the door and was halfway down the street. I know that nigga aint my Dad.