Broken Beauty (Zustin) [ON HOLD]

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"6:55 a.m., the alarm clock screen read.

"I cannot believe you! You don't buy me a dress, and you bought her three? Three?!"

"I can buy whatever the hell I want for whoever I want!"

"How dare you not even bother to inform me!"

"I don't have to!"

"Oh, hate to burst your bubble, but you do! I am your wife, for heaven's sake!"

7:00 a.m.

Beep beep. Beep beep.

Silence.

I hit the snooze button of the alarm and sit on the bed, exhausted. Reason being me staying up till late night, trying to finish the damn homework and because in early morning my 'amazing' parents decided to scream at the top of their voices and let the neighbors' know that we just aren't one happy family.

I need another hour of sleep. Maybe two.

Slowly I make my way to the bathroom. I look at the mirror and see that my eyes are red and there is little drool at the side of my mouth. I brush my teeth and at the same time turn on the tap. After brushing, I strip of my boxers and climb inside the tub. Closing the tap, I sit inside.

The water looked so...inviting. I could just drown myself here. It would be a slow and painful death, but atleast I can get rid of my problems. Forever.

I bring my head down and close my eyes, breathing in a little. Just after my nose starts to hurt.

Maybe next time.

I poke my head out of the water and gasp for air. Okay, this is almost as painful as drowning. I try to blow the water out of my nose. Half of the water must have already been sucked in. And damn, this shit hurts.

After bath (And the almost trying to suicide incident), I put on my boxers, a grey t-shirt and jeans and head to the kitchen.

"Good morning, Justin." My mom greets me with a forced smile.

"Good morning." I return the fake smile back, when in reality I wanted to scream and kick the stupid table. And rip my aching nose off.

"Good morning, father."

He just nods and continues reading the newspaper. I clench my jaw but don't say anything.

I eat breakfast silently, but keep tapping my right foot and hold my nose with my right hand.

"Stop shaking your leg, Justin." Mom says.

"Sorry."

Sorry that it's not my fault that I hate this family and don't want to stay here another second and that I want to kill myself in the chance I get.

"I'm going to visit Alyson. Her mother is sick." Father announces, getting up. Mother's smile falters, but she quickly puts it back.

"Okay." Is all she says. And he is exits the house, making sure to slam the door shut.

"That's it?" I ask in disbelief, removing my hand from my nose, though it's throbbing.

"What do you mean, Justin?" She asks.

"You're just going to let him go?"

"I don't understand."

"Oh, please mom. You are a great actor and all, but I heard everything."

She remains quiet, but I see her tense up.

I get up and put on my bag.

"Oh, and mom? Dad and that Alyson can rot in hell." I say furiously and storm out of the house.

I would rather live in the school library than at my house. Heck, even the janitor's closet is better.

As I walk my way towards the school, I see few children happily playing and laughing. At this I feel a wave of sadness wash over me.

Why can't I be like that?

But then my anger overtakes sadness and I clench my fist (my right hand was holding my poor nose). This isn't my fault. I kick a nearby pebble. At least the pebble can't hurt me. I watch it roll of and hit a streetlight's post.

Finally I reach the school. Unlike most people, I actually like school. It is the only place that keeps me away from 'home'. I walk inside and remove my hand from my nose. The pain had started to subside.

"Hey Justin." A girl says to me. I ain't sure, but I think she was a cheerleader.

"Hello." I politely say. She smiles.

"Hey Justin." A guy says, and all his friends follow him.

"Hey." I say back, fist bumping him and his friends.

I exchange a lot of hellos every day. It's how it goes. People acknowledge me, and I acknowledge them back. End of story.

But there was this one girl that always managed to stand out.

"Hello." Selena says, throwing a smile.

"Sup." I say, grinning back. And she is gone.

In the classes I sometimes would pay attention, sometimes stare at the book blankly and if Selena is there, I would stare at her.

There is something about her that pulls me to her. Maybe it's her easy lifestyle, or her smile, or because she has no problems.

Maybe it's because she is the complete opposite of me.

The bell ring, signaling for break. Everyone rushes out. I tug at my full sleeved shirt and head towards the lunch room. Even there I exchange quick hellos and sit on an empty table. Alone.

I bite into the tasteless so called salad and look around, nowhere and no one in particular.

In here, everyone had a friend. I have one too. Except he got transferred so...yeah.

I feel jealous every time I hear a laugh or see someone talk to their friend with so much interest. Like they're the center of the universe.

And there is Selena. Always cheerful. Always carefree. And always surrounded by her friends.

I lose my appetite and walk out the room full of happy people.

Why can't my life be simple like theirs?

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So... This is my first Zustin book, so please don't​ judge lol.
Hope you will like it.