Kellin's POV
Finally it's the end of the school day. I can finally do what I've been dying to do all day since Alex and Alan beaten me up. I get home to no cars in the drive way. Perfect no interruptions. I go up to my room drop my bag on the floor, grab my box of friends and do what I've been dying to do all day. I run the blade over my skin-deep but not too deep. I smile at the sensation I get. This is what I needed. I needed to feel the pain. I fucked up today, not only managed to get beat up but I also ate lunch today. I don't count this as fucking up because I enjoy this and the feeling it gives me. I know it's weird, but so am I.
Austin's POV
I get home to no one. My dad is always working so I pretty much live by myself. Perfect time is get high. I go up to my room and grab my bag of pot. I go over to the windowsill and light it up, and just relax.
Vic's POV
My job is a love hate relationship. Some days I work the streets and other days I sell drugs. It's a family business. My mom use to work there but when she had me and Mike she quite, so my dad doesn't really know about it. My mom went to collage but she couldn't pay it so she took a loan from my uncle, she went away for collage so she couldn't work for my uncle. She told him that when she came back she would continue to work for him. But that never happened. She got married and had two kids. When I was 16 my uncle came to the house and said that she has comes back to work for him to pay of the debt. My uncle saw me and said that I have to work for him if my mom doesn't. So that is why I'm working as a pimp and drug dealer. I get to the big house as we call it, I go into my uncle Caden to find out what I'll be doing today. "How's the little slut doing?" My uncle asked with a blunt hanging out of his mouth.
"Just fine what am I doing today?" I asked annoyed.
"Wise ass I see. Today you will be working the streets. Now get out of here you whore." I sigh and do what I'm told. I go to spot and wait for someone to come.
Alan's POV
I love this feeling. The feeling of being numb. I sit on my bed with my dads Jack Daniels and drink away. I like to pretend that my home life is okay. I mean I have a dad that likes to beat the shit out of me while my mom sits back and watches. That's wonderful parenting I say. I take another swig of the Daniels. Only if I can say numb forever that would be great.
Kellin's POV
I sigh in content. I look down at my bloody wrist and smile. Did about 20 cuts, too bad the numb feeling goes away after away. I grab a towel and start to clean up my wrist. I put my sleeve down once all of the blood is gone. I go into my room and lay down on my bed. It's only Tuesday. It's going to be a long week.
Vic's POV
Finally work is over. It's 10:00 and I can finally go home. When I get home I immediately jump into the shower. I feel my muscles relax at the touch of hot water. Once I'm out of the shower it's 10:30. Dang I've been in the shower for a while. I go into my room and crawl into bed for a dreamless sleep.
Next day: Austin's POV
There's something about going to school high that I love. I get to music and sit down with Alan, Vic, and Kellin. I look at everyone. Alan looks like he has a hangover. Vic looks like Vic. Kellin looks depressed. How was everyone's night?" Vic asks.
"It was alright. Spent it by myself." Alan says. We all nod. The bell rings and class begun.
Period 5: Kellin's POV
God help me. I can't focus. The voices are getting worse and I can't concentrate. "Mr. Bostwick can you tell me the answer for this equation." Mrs.Perry asks. I look at the equation, what the hell.
"Uh 24?"
"Wrong, the correct answer is 37. Pay attention." I nod. Your an idiot. I know that. You can't do anything right can you? I guess not. You got that right. Leave me alone. No what's the fun in that. Kellin you don't understand. I'm in your brain. You can't get rid of me. Your stuck with me. No matter how hard your try I'm always here. I sigh this was going to be a long day.
Hey guys sorry I haven't updated in a while, I just got knee surgery, been recovering, and catching up with school work. But I'll try to update soon! Until the next chapter guys! Bye!
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The Lost Kids (kellic and cashby)
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