Painful Life: Garmau AU

Chapter 2

Random picture at the top to ruin the spooky vibes cuz why not lol its Go! Princess Precure I love it <3

Aphmau's POV
After lunch ended , the bell rang and all the students were heading to their classes. My last class was history. I wasn't necessarily bad at it, it was just really boring. In my old school, I had a C+ so not too bad. Since Garroth and I have the same classes we head to history class together. I'm surprised he actually spent the whole day with me. As we enter the class, the teacher checks the roster for my name and she assigns me my seat.

I sit all the way in the back of the class, next to a window. Cliche. The teacher talks about the Reformation of the Renaissance, but I really don't pay much attention. I think back to when he grasped my hand in his. I felt my stomach go all weird. But why? I obviously can't like him, I barely met him. Right? "Aphmau!" The teacher says aloud. My eyes widen and I barely realize she was calling me. "Y-yes?" I say nervously. "What is the answer to number 5 on your worksheet?" She questions me. I take a glance at the worksheet in front of me. The question reads 'Who created the painting known as 'The Last Supper'?' Easy. "Leonardo Da Vinci" I say plainly. "Correct. Now your turn Garroth" she turns to where Garroth sits and stares at him. I turn around to see for myself why she's staring at him and I see why.

He was sleeping.

I mentally facepalm and wonder if he does this everytime he comes to this class. I can't blame him for falling asleep though. The teacher shakes his shoulder and he looks at her with a sleepy expression. I try my best to hold in my laugh. Then after what felt like years, the dismissal bell rang and the class was empty in a matter of seconds. As I walk out of the school, Garroth comes up to me with a grin and asks, "Do you want me to give you a ride home?" While spinning the keys on his finger. I was abiut to say yes..until I remembered about my father. He would beat me endlessly if he saw me with a boy. "U-uh no thanks. My house is pretty close by." I say nervously. "You sure?" He asks.

"Positive."

He looks at me with an unsure look, then turns around and walks away. Then I walk away aswell, mentally preparing myself for what was going to happen at home. Before my mother's death, my father was kind to both mom and I. He was very caring and always took care of us. My mother's last words were still very clear in my head.

"Don't forget,
Always somwhere
Someone is fighting for you
As long as you remember them
You are not alone."

Remembering those words brings tear to my eyes, but I fight them back. As I reach my home, I take a deep breath, and put my hand on the doorknob. I twist the knob hesitantly, and open the door fully. My father spots me immediately and I flinch at his glance. He walks up to me and I start shaking a bit. "There you are worthless daughter, I have someone coming over today, so shut up and don't make a sound or I'll beat the living daylight out of you got it!?" He says in an agressive manner. I nod quickly and he shoves me to the stairs. "Gee, thanks for the welcome" I whisper and I felt my hair get pulled which caused me to fly back and hit my head on the floor and everything went black.

I open my eyes and everything is blurry. It takes a few seconds for my eyes to adjust and realize I was in my room. He must've put me in my room when he freaking knocked me out cold. I then heard his voice downstairs talking to someone else. And now I'm stuck in my room. Like I always am. I'm just glad the bathroom is upstaris and his bedroom is downstairs. He always brings me food up here to my room though, surprisingly.

~Timeskip to Night~

I've just spent my entire day staring at the ceiling. Besides doing homework and studying and what not. So, I get up and reacj inside my draw and take out a pocket knife. I put the knife against my skin and slice it open. Then the red liquid starts oozing out. I enjoy the sight of it, of blood. It comforts me, I don't know why, but it just does. I clean the knife and my skin and lay on my bed. I reach for my phone and check my notifications. Nothing. Obviously. I was never really popular. I check the time and throw my phone aside. 11:37pm. I lay down horizontally on my bed and look out my window. There were so many stars, they were gorgeous. They're so many bright stars, people admire them and can't get enough of them. But then, there's that one star that is dull and is not noticed by many. Which in my case, I am that one dull star. Most ignore me and move on with their lives. But one person took their time to notice me and became my friend. Yes.

Garroth Ro'meave

But I still wonder, why does he hang out with me? Is it just pity? Knowing him and how kind he is, he probably does do it out of pity. But he also took out some of his time to introduce me to his friends. And his friends took time to introduce themselves to me. I hadn't felt this happy in years. I've never really had this many friends. I look away from the window and then my eyes land on my wrists. They're all scarred with cuts and scars from cutting too much. If my friends ever found out about my life, they would probably leave me. They wouldn't want to be friends with a girl that is abused by her father. They probably wouldn't even care that she was abused by her father. They probably wouldn't care that she cuts. Tears start to stream down my face. I bring my knees up to my face and cry myself to sleep while the moonlight shines on my face.

Why is my life so horrible?

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That wasn't too dark..right? I hope you enjoyed this chapter and I'll be updating my one-shots book soon too. Also please support this book ♥! ByeBye!(｡･ω･｡)~♥

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