Misguided

Part 1

Kels P.O.V
I sat there upside down on my bed, legs stretched up the wall, just staring across the room as I thought about everything that had happened in the past week.

My mum had finally kicked my dad out of our house after she caught him cheating for the forth time this year, my younger sister had just been discharged from the hospital yesterday, she suffered from myeloid leukaemia and was under going her second round of chemo. So you could say my life was pretty eventful and I'm just glad I have a strong bond with my mum or else I don't think I would've survived these last few months.

She was under a huge amount of stress at the moment and I guess having a cheating husband, a dying child and a suicidal teenager does that to you.

Yes I was suicidal and before you tell me that's it's unfair on my mother or that I should just suck it up, it's not something I can help. Two years ago I had fallen into a black pit of despair after first finding out about my sisters cancer, i tried to commit suicide a month later and ever since then I've been diagnosed with clinical depression and severe insomnia.

Things got better after I met my best friend sahar and the meds definently took the edge off things. My sister had beat the cancer and she was on her way back to recovery, obviously that didn't last and the cancer had come back.

I heard a knock at my door and was instantly pulled out of my thoughts, wiping the couple of tears that I'd shed.

'Honey dinners ready, are you okay in there'

I replied with a simple yes and I'll be down in a few, slipped my top and jeans that I'd been wearing to school off and changed into a pair of grey sweats and a dark blue thrasher shirt with and orange flamed logo, before heading downstairs.

My mum had made a lamb casserole which looked delicious but I could hardly bring myself to eat more then a few mouthfuls, luckily my mum was too busy making sure addy ( my sister ) was okay, to notice my lack of appetite or else she would've said something just like she did every other time.

Dinner was short and brisk no one bringing up the fact that there was now one less family member, don't get me wrong it's hard losing your dad but when he's a lying sneaky piece of shit then you seem to be able to bypass the fact that his blood runs through your veins.

I excused myself from the table using the fact I had homework to do as an excuse to go back into my room and be alone, practically running up the stairs and sliding into my room, I jumped onto my bed and turned the tv on. Family guy instantly starting from where I had left off the previous night, I looked over at my school bag knowing I had heaps to do but at that moment in time I couldn't be fucked doing anything.

I'm not always a depressed piece of shit people like me do have good days from time to time I guess today just wasn't one.

I sighed, tired of living and breathing before rummaging around my bed looking for my phone, when I found it somehow sitting at the end of my bed I unlocked the screen, the brightness blinding me momentarily before looking at the contents on the screen.

I had a few likes on Instagram, 2 messages from sahar and another message from a random number.

Unknown number: hey baby girl last night was great, keen to do it again sometime soon? ;) xx

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Hope the first chapter doesn't bore you too death haha