When it All Comes Down

(A/N) Yes I know that there may be mistakes and I will go back and fix them all when I see fit (most likely when i'm finished writing it) so pleases do not tell me I know and keep in mind that this is my very first book EVER. So with that said happy reading! :D

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I looked around my room one last time; I couldn't help but think that I might even miss this place. Maybe a little. My room was dark even though it was three o'clock in the afternoon. My room had black walls and dark purple curtains. My floor was wood and my bed was queen sized with a black and purple bedspread. I had nothing on my walls. No pictures, posters, or awards. Nothing. I burned all of my pictures of my so called "friends". I didn't want those memories anymore.

Right now, I was hollow, no one cared about me, and no one even liked me. I took a deep breath and wiped the tears that had escaped from my eyes. I took one last look around my room and whispered a soft goodbye as I lifted the gun that I had in my hand to my head.

"I hope your happy now." Then I pulled the trigger. Click. Nothing happened so I tried again. Click. Still nothing. What the hell is going on? I lowered the gun and checked to see what was wrong. All of my bullets were missing. How is that even possible? No one knew I had a gun. Angry, I threw the gun down on my bed and stormed into the bathroom.

"I'll just have to find another way." I said to no one as I ripped open the medicine cabinet. Another disappointment, all the medicine was gone. Well I guess I'll have to try later, I thought as I slammed the cabinet door shut.

"I fucking hate my life!" I screamed into my pillow. I laid there on the bed starring at the wall when I started to hear screaming coming from downstairs. Again? They do this every single day. Don't they ever get tired of it? I know I do. I slowly got off the bed and grabbed my shoes and put them on. I slowly made my way into the hall. The yelling was even louder in the hallway. I walked over to the top of the stairs and listened to what my parents were fighting about this time.

"It's your fucking fault Steve!" My mom yelled at my dad.

"How is it my fault? You're the one who gave birth to her in the first place!" My dad yelled back. So they were talking about me again?

"Well she's your daughter too." Mom yelled.

"That thing upstairs is not any child of mine. If anything she's a spawn of some kind of demon." I winced at what my father said.

"Well where would she get a gun from Steve?" So they were the one who stole my bullets? I couldn't take any more of their screaming. So I went back into my room and walked to my window.

"I got to get the hell out if here. I can't take this shit anymore!" I said as I climbed out the window and down the side of my house. I walked over to the gate and opened it. As I walked down the sidewalk I pulled my black hoddie over my head and walked slowly until I felt I was far enough from that hell hole of a house.

After two hours or so of walking I was starting to get tired. I stopped and looked around to see where was at. I looked up at a small white house with a blue roof. How did I get here? I've been walking for hours, how did I end up in front of her house? I looked around quickly making sure no one saw me and ran to the nearest park to hide out for a little while. When I arrived at the park I stopped to look around to look find a place where no one would see me.

The park wasn't big but it was big enough. It had a swing set with four swings, a jungle-gym, a red and blue see-saw, and a play set with two slides, one slide was bigger than the other. There were trees and picnic tables scattered all around the park. I walked over to one of the biggest trees and climbed up into it. I Iwas pretty sure no one could see me behind all of the leaves in the tree. As i sat there my thoughts were drawn back to that little white house.

It was Amber's house. Amber used to be my best friend. We were practically sisters, we grew up together. All that changed over the summer. I'm not even 100% sure of what I did to her to make her hate me so much. All I know is that something happened between us and when we started school again she turned everyone against me. Now everyone seems to hate me. Before this mess between the two of us I used to be kinda popular. A lot of people knew me and a lot of guys liked me. I loved colors and I used to be happy. Now, what am I? Super depressed that I even tried to kill myself. I closed my eyes trying to rid my mind of all the bad thoughts when I heard voices coming from one of the tables bellow me. I looked down to see Amber and Jacob, one of the football players.

"I can't believe she was outside your house?" Jacob said.

"I know isn't she a freak?" Amber replied. I was caught!!! I can't believe they saw me, I was sure no one saw me. I guess I was wrong.

"I can't even believe that I used to be friends with her. I was so stupid. She's such a stupid whore. The slut can't even keep her fucking legs closed." Amber said in an annoying voice." You know I heard she got pregnant by a drug dealer but he pushed her down the stairs and she lost the baby." She continued like she knew what she was talking about.

" Are you fucking serious?' Jacob asked suprised.

"Yup, shocking I know. She's so pathetic I almost feel sorry for her." As I sat there listening to them talk, I was getting angrier and angrier. I just wanted to punch the liar in the face. How dare she say I got pregnant!!! I'm still a fucking virgin because of her lying ass. People think that I have STDs so no guy would ever even give me the time of day anymore. Their voices started to fade away; I looked down and saw them walking away. I stayed sitting in the tree for another thirty minutes when I finally decided it was time to leave. I looked at my watch it was 6 pm. I jumped out of the tree and landed in the grass.

"HOLY SHIT!!!!" A guys voice yelled from in front of me. I looked up to see a guy with long, chin length black hair and ice blue eyes and pale skin. He had on a black Slipknot shirt and black skinny jeans. He was holding a cigarette in on hand, and his other hand was clutching his shirt where his heart is. I stood up slowly dropping my eyes to the floor.

"I'm sorry.' I whispered. He slowly got up off the floor and dusted himself off and sat back at the table.

"It's alright, how long have you been up in that tree? You scared the shit out of me." He chuckled. I looked up into his eyes and watched him take a drag on his cigarette before putting it out.

"I'm sorry about that I didn't know anyone was down here. I've been up in that tree for awhile now." I needed to get home before my parents noticed I was gone. "I have to go now, I'm so sorry for scaring you." I turned around and ran in the direction of my house.

It took me 15 minutes to get back home. I went to the side of my house and prepared myself to climb back up when the backdoor opened. I hid in the shadow of the house and listened to what was going on. I heard my father cough and answer his phone.

"Hello? .... Yeah? .... No nothing's wrong. .... Yes, it's my daughter again. .... She had a gun. .... NO! No one's hurt. .... Yeah, I know baby I'll be safe. .... I might come over later. .... The wife's being a bitch again. .... I know, I know. It's all in due time. Well be together with no one to come between us. ...."

"STEVE!!!!!" My mom yelled from inside the house. "STEVE WHERE ARE!?!?!?!?!?!?"

"Baby I gotta go I'll come by later, ok. I love you too." My dad said hanging up his phone. He let out a long sigh before answering my mom." I'm out in the back what's wrong?" Dad yelled into the house. Mom opened the back door with an angry expression on her face.

"She's missing. I checked her room and she's not in there. I've checked the whole house." My dad looked at my mom before rushing into the house.

"I'll get my keys. She couldn't have gotten far." Fuck I'm going to be in so much trouble. A few minutes' later mom and dad were both out the front door and heading for the car. I heard the car start and pull out of the driveway. I looked up at my window and took a deep breath and started to climb up the side.