Forever ( A Joey Graceffa FanFiction)

• Chapter one! •

Bailey's POV

I woke up from the sunlight streaming through my window.

I sit up bed and look over to my right, at my calendar.

It read August 24, which means its my birthday! I don't feel any older though, I guess when you hit a certain age it's just not as exciting.

It's kinda funny to think back to when you were a kid, and you would count down the days until your birthday,

But now it's mostly Just getting a year older, presents aren't really expected anymore.

So I'm 22 now...Im getting old really fast. well I guess 22 isn't old but, It just feels weird to be in your twenties I guess.

I reach my arm over to grab my iPhone off of my night stand. I press the middle button, and most people would expect to have a bunch of texts saying "happy birthday!" or "Can't wait for your party!" but no. not me.

I have one text...Just one. Its from my best friend Joey.

Happy birthday Bailey! text me once your awake ~ Joey

Good o'l Joey, he never forgets my birthday, I just wish we were still as close as we used to be.

Me and Joey grew up together in Boston, We were best friends! we were also really close to.

So close people thought we were boyfriend and girlfriend but no...Just friends, Nothing more, Nothing less.

We always talked about moving to LA together once we were old enough.

Then Once we were old enough Joey DID move to LA... Just not with me, We wanted to go together but I couldn't afford to buy a ticket.

My family never had that much money. even though it was only me and my mom, we were struggling.

My dad is a whole other story.

He hated me, he always said I was the worse thing that every Happened to him.

He blamed everything on me, If we were running out of money he would blame me, he would say if I was never born we wouldn't be where we are today.

My mom worked at bakery, she loves making things and was always really good at it.

She's the best mother anyone could of ever asked for, she would work extra long shifts, just so I would be able to a full stomach at the end of the day.

My dad never worked. that was the main reason why we were struggling.

He never did any house work or any work for that matter he would say "it's a women's Job" and he would sit on his lazy butt all day while me and my mom did something productive.

Sometimes I just wished he would just leave and never come back.

He would make my life a living hell.

He used to abuse me and my mom also, when it first started it was that bad but it got worse and worse every day.

If there was something he didn't like he would use us as his own personal punching bags.

If we ever threatened to call the police he would beat us Until we promised not to.

~ Flashback ~

One day at school there was a new kid, the teacher said his name was Joey.

And the teacher also said that I had to show him around the school.

Out of all kids in the class it had to be me.