Authors notes: Hey guys just to let you know I've started to write a new story it's very different from this one though and is called Ruined fate. It's basically about the mafia and a girl having to run from them so please, if you want to, go ahead and read it.
Beep beep...beep beep....beep beep...beep beep.
Ugh. Beep beep...beep beep. School. You know if you were dead you wouldn't have to go to school. Oh fuck off.
Beep beep...beep beep. Stretching I got out of my bed and planted my feet firmly on my littered green floor.
"Charlie! You're going to be late for school! Mum and dad said they would be late tonight again so we need to make her own tea!"
"No difference than usual then!" I shouted back to Julie with a tired and grumpy tone. My scars on my thighs and arms were beginning to heal from last night, annoyingly my skin always healed itself very quickly even if it was a deep cut. I opened up my laptop to look at my notifications on Facebook when a message popped up from Laura.
Laura: Morning how's you this morning???
Charlie: Feel like shit what about you?
Laura: Same sort of wanna cut.
Charlie: Please don't Laura we'll see each other soon anyways so we'll both cheer up.
Laura: Good point :) so why do you feel shit?
Charlie: Thinking.
Laura: Thinking about what?????
Charlie: About how it stopped.
5 Years Ago
I quickly logged onto the school computers and scanned my email messages knowing what I had to do. I soon saw the email from him.
Uncle Gareth: Hey sweetheart how have you been?x
I knew I had to respond but I was scared what happens if he gets angry? He won't don't worry Charlie you know he needs to stop it's okay I'm here for you.
Charlie: I'm okay but I need to talk to you about something.x
My heart rate had sped up quickly and all of the air around me felt stale.
Uncle Gareth: Okay what is it sweetheart?x
Charlie: I want you to stop.x
Another email didn't come back from him for at least ten minutes...he was usually very quick...
Uncle Gareth: Do you mean forever sweetie?xxx
Charlie: I think so I don't want to do it anymore.x
Uncle Gareth: This is making me very sad and disappointed sweetheart.xxxxx
Charlie: I'm sorry but I don't want to do it anymore please.x
Uncle Gareth: Okay tell me if you change your mind think about it and remember don't tell mummy and daddy if you do you will never see me again.xxx
Charlie: Okay.x
Uncle Gareth: Promise?xxx
Charlie: Promise
YOU ARE READING
Barely alive
Ficción GeneralSometimes do you just want to escape? Run from everything you hold dear to you. For me that isn't an option. I'm trapped inside my own prison. My own mind...my own story. But hey it could be worse. So enough dawdling let's get this party started...
