The word Dragonfly+Whiterabbit on my hand. My favorite artist has the same tattoo. When I'm done with the Dragonfly+Whiterabbit, I start on a heart with a dragonfly in the middle. Then I start to sketch something I didn't want to. I wasn't thinking at all when I drew this, but I was so into my art that I just did. I started to sketch a heart with the words Scout+Andy in it. But here's the thing, Andy and Scout broke up in 2010, and now he's married to singer Juliet Simms. I start to cross out the heart, but stop because I want to keep the old relationship alive. Then I start to sketch Gerard Way from the old broken up band My Chemical Romance.. I try to draw from memory, which is hard because I haven't seen a picture of him in a while. I get his hair and shape right, but I can't seem to get his eyes or mouth or nose right. Ugh.....I can't do this I think, pushing my drawing things away from me. I pull my stuff towards me again and flip to a new page. I sketch cracks in the page. I close my book and look up. I see my sister standing in my doorway. "What?" I ask quietly. "Can we do something? Because you are always in your room." She replies. "And that would be...?" I get up. "I'm not sure yet." She backs up a step. "Ok?" I give her a confused look. "Just come with me." She walks up to me and grabs my wrist. I yank my hand out of her grip. "I can follow you, OK?" She turns around and starts walking. I follow. "Where are we going?" I say to her back. "Well, we're going somewhere." She says, not turning around. "Whatever." I hope we're getting something to eat, I'm starving. Maybe that's because I never had anything for breakfast or lunch.. "Wait the kitchen is that way." I point to the right. "That's not where we're going." Faith turning around and looking at me, laughing. "Did you think we were gonna get food?" She asks laughing harder now. "Y-yea." I say looking down. "Well, you can get something to eat. Meet me outside." She says walking away. "K." I head into the kitchen and open the cupboards, unaware of my mom sitting at the table behind me. "What'cha guys doing?" She asks, and I whirl around. "Oh, it's just you mom. You startled me." I say smiling, "We're not sure yet."
"Ok." She says, looking at me. "Yes?" I ask turning around. "Oh nothing." She looks back at her computer. I open the cabinet and look inside. There's nothing good to eat in here. I close the cabinet and open the fridge. And nothing good in here either... "Hey mom? I think dad needs to go grocery shopping soon."
As I head outside, I don't see my sister.
"Hey Faith?" I call out. No answer. Where could she have gone? I was inside for a few minutes and she disappears.. I start heading out of the garage and out pops Faith. "RAAAH!!!" She screams at me. I shriek and jump about a foot in the air. My heart is going a 60 miles a minute. "Jesus Christ!! (I love you)," I yell, "Why'd you do that?!?!" I put my hand to my heart, trying to slow it down.
"I thought it would be funny if when you came out and didn't see me, you'd come and look for me." She starts laughing. Loud and rude. "Stop laughing! STOP!!!!" I explode, furious now. "IT WASN'T EVEN THAT FUNNY!!!" Faith looks surprised and a little shocked. Her mouth just hangs open as she stares at me. I take a deep breath. "I'm going inside. Ok?" "B...b...bu..." She sputters. "I'll see you later." I turn on my heel and walk up the stairs to get inside.
When I get inside, my mom turns around and looks at me. "Why in so early?" She asks inquiring. "Bored." And with that, I go to the stairs, climb them, and head into my room.A ice cold feeling of hate squeezes my heart. I crash down onto my bed, upset with my sister, and with myself for being scared so freaking easily. Why can't I be normal?? I get up and shut my door and lean against it. When did life get so complicated? I think offhandedly. I push off from the door and sit down. My stomach growls. I was still hungry. I yank myself up off my back. I put too much energy into pushing myself up and I stumble, nearly putting my head through my door. Holy crap...I have got to be more careful.... I open my door and head down the stairs. I enter the kitchen, and see grocery bags on the counter. "Finally!" I rush over to the bags and start pawing around. I found a bag of Goldfish and rip it open.
~A little while later~
I flop down onto my bed and grab my sketchbook. I continue my drawing from before. My computer is next to me playing some of my favorite Falling In Reverse songs, it makes a sound, cutting through my music like a knife. I reach over and pull my computer onto my lap. I see that I have a new Twitter message. It says 'Never talk to me again, I don't think we should be friends. Goodbye.' I stare at the message, dumbfounded. The message was from @luke kemp. Me and him don't really speak to each other a lot, so what did it matter to me? I start to type back, 'Why?' He doesn't respond at all throughout the day. I keep checking and re-checking it, but he doesn't respond.
An hour later, I try tweeting him. '@luke kemp Why didn't you respond to my DM?' Nothing. Not. One. Thing from him. Ugh, forget about it...
It's not that good, I know...But i did it.
Bye~Andy
