Closer Than Besties

The Pain

*Pretty Music playing on phone as an alarm*

"TURN THAT DAMN ALARM OFF," my mother yelled from her room. I quickly woke up and turned the phone of only to see my mother busting down my door. Before I could even defend myself, she took the vase in her hand and threw it at me hitting my back causing it to shatter.

"THATS FOR WAKING ME UP!"she yelled fuming. She pulled me up by my hair and slammed her palm into the side of my face.

"Jasmine you stupid faggot," she sneered. This isn't my real mom. My mom died when I was only five and left me to go into foster care. My foster mom's name was Kathryn and she's a spite full homophobic bitch. Her mate died a few years back making her go completely insane.

She slams me back into the wall and leaves going back into her room to sleep and drink booze. I looked into the mirror to see a red hand mark on my face and blood on my back. Once knowing Kathryn is asleep, I run into the shower to quickly rinse of the blood.

After drying off and towel drying my hair I begin to straighten it. I look at my cotton candy pink and blue hair (the picture above is only of her hair) that never seems to look good. I glance in the mirror to see my icy blue eyes and ghostly pale skin a my soft pastel looking lips. I look at my body to find scars and bruises running across it and the horizontal scars on my wrists.

"Ugly" "Slutty" "Fat" "Hideous" are all the words the pop into my head. Reads forming in my eyes and I wipe them away. I can remember all the times I've be told even if you find your mate they'll reject you. All I think is that's what's happening to me. As soon as Jay finds out I'm her mate she'll reject me. Jay will never love me, she loves Matt.

I begin to do my makeup covering up the hand mark. I put on silver eye shadow, a dark purple lipstick, some black mascara, black eyeliner on my waterline and a cat wing eyeliner. I go into my room and pick out my black jeans, black converse, a Melanie Martinez shirt, and a black hoodie.

I go and get my phone and my bag and quietly head off to school putting in my ear buds and not getting any breakfast cause I'm already fat enough.

After a long walk to school, I walked into hell only to be called things like emo or faggot . I reached my locker to find Jay in her locker next to mine. Before I can even do anything Matt is there pulling Jay into a kiss.

"I'M GOING TO KILL HIM!" my wolf Brook yelled into my ear. I instantly go from my semi happy mood to completely depressed and made my way to my locker. As soon as Jay finished kissing Matt he says his goodbyes while heading of to class.

"Hey! Jazzy what's wrong", Jay said turning to me. "Nothing you could help with," I said giving her a small smile. She pulls me into a hug and I wince from wear the vase hit my back from earlier

"Im sorry, where does it hurt?" Jay said instantly and moved her hand up still keeping me in a hug.

"Im fine really,"I said softly.

"Your coming over to my house today. You know you already have half your stuff at my house already since I live alone," she said softly yet firmly.

Still in the hug I whispered in her ear cheekily, " Ok Daddy."

"Off to class," I say pulling out of her hug as we walk to our homeroom.

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Hey guys, it's Brook, I hope you liked the update im really enjoying writing this story.

If there is any grammar mistakes don't kill Violet she was the editor.
~It took me an hour to edit and I think I missed some. -Violet~
Baiii guys

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