A young girl, only around the age of 15, having to hear her parents argue outside of her door. She sniffled softly, hugging her knees to her chest as she knew that she'll never be able to meet her parents high exceptions.
"Get out your room and get ready for school!" Her mother yelled, soon going back to arguing with her father.
She got her slowly, bringing her clothes and went to the bathroom. She let out a shaky sigh, signing she was gonna eventually cry. Once the bathroom door was locked, she felt tears swell up in her eyes and roll down her cheeks. The more she wiped them away, the more her salty came down her cheeks. She continued to get dressed.
Once dressed, she did her daily morning routine. The young gal went downstairs and just walked out the door, she wasn't hungry. She started to make her way to her school, hugging herself whilst she listened to music. Eventually, she got to the hell-hole called 'school'.
One last sigh escaped her lips as she started to walk inside, already knowing what was gonna happen. She soon ignore all the commentary she gotten from the popular who of themselves so 'highly' and they they're above everybody else. Which they aren't.
She ignored them and went to class once she heard the bell ring. Once she got to class, the assignment was to make a drawing of a follow. She did exactly that; her picture was a graveyard with the moon in the upper corner while the small flower on the graveyard.
Her teacher looked at it and scrunched up her face. "The assignment was to draw a flower."
"There is a flower."
Her teacher sighed. "I'll have to talk to your parents after-school." She placed the drawing back down before away, which made the teenage girl roll her eyes and her 'classmates' started to snicker at what had just happened.
~*~Time Skip~*~
She sat in the chair outside the classroom as se heard soft mumbles that came from the classroom. She sighed softly, hearing somebody get up and already knew it was her mother and got up as well. She saw the grown women that is called her 'mother', giving her a glare and told her to go home.
"..."
..
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"No."
"Excuse me? I said to go. Go. Home. Now."
"No! I'm not goi-"
SLAP.
The girl held her cheek as she stared bewildered at her mother, feeling tears swell up in her eyes as she soon ran over in the opposite of her mother as she heard her call her name.
She ran out the school, running to the park where her boyfriend was at.
Her boyfriend was sitting on top of a bench, playing a guitar, hearing footsteps he raised his head; seeing his beloved girlfriend crying broke his heart. But he was also pissed at due to her crying because somebody made the person he love cry.
He knew that only being there for her was the best for her. So he got up and put his guitar down and soon stood up, only to to be immediately hugged by her. He rubbed ber head and kept her in his embrace.
"Wanna to hang out with the rest?"
"S-Sure.." she sniffles softly, a small smile coming onto her lips suddenly.
Soon enough she was smiling and laughing happily with her boyfriend and her friends, she didn't NEED live up to her parents exceptions. She just needs to stick her friends ne she'll be truly happy.
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Short StoryI don't know what this is but I'm just really depressed and sad so... Yeah, I hope y'all like. I hope I didn't make any of y'all cry or whatever. But just enjoy I guess... And there will be some triggering. Like cutting, suicide, abuse etc.