Bold is Author's notes
Italics with a comma (') is thoughts
Underlined+ italics indicate flashbacks.(The picture above is June)
Real quick before I start the chapter, I just want everyone to know that there will be many trigger warnings as this is based off of my own life.
I will put these *** when those types of sensitive topics are brought up. However, you can skip the sections if you are very sensitive to those topics.
Thank you, and enjoy!Ash's PoV
"ASH!" My mom yells.
I reply with a simple "Coming!" as Kathy, my little sister, looks at me with a face that says "You're in deep shit now, Ash."
Ya see, this is what caused this to happen...
"You don't have friends because you always hurt people! You need to learn to control your anger, Asher."
Kathy had gotten in my last nerve.
"Kathy," I start. "I am trying so hard NOT to punch ya square in the face right now! So if ya don't want yer nose broken, I suggest ya not tell me TO CONTROL MY ANGER!" I scream.
I lost complete control over my actions, and almost socked her in the nose.
I go to swing my fist towards her face, but quickly change course and my, tense, balled up hand heads straight fer the wall.
And sadly, it leaves a giant mark.
I mentally curse at myself fer doing so.My knuckles ached from the contact my fist made with the grey wall.
"Asher Paige Castora, how many times have I told you to try and contain your anger!" My "oh-so loving mother" shouts as I walk out of my room.
"I tried to! But Kathy-" She cuts me off, mid-sentence. "I don't want to hear it!"
All of a sudden, I lose control again...
"THEN YA DON'T HAVE TO!" I run and grab my phone, ear buds, portable charger, red Hollister jacket, and head to the front door. "Where are you going!?" My mom screams again.
*** "I'M GOING OUT FOR A WALK! IF I'M NOT BACK BY MIDNIGHT, IT MEANS I WAS EITHER KILLED BY A MURDERER, OR I KILLED MYSELF!" That was the last thing I yelled back before I slammed the door and took off running. ***
I then hear a voice.
"Where exactly do you plan on going?" it asks. I look beside me and there, walking next to me, is a guy, a few inches taller than me, wearing glasses, a blood red hoodie, and a pair of dark grey headphones.
"Why the hell should I tell ya?" I reply to his question with another question. 'Something seems...familiar about this dude...' I think to myself.
"Because! Deep down in your gut and mind, you know you can trust me!" 'The hell!?'
"Who are ya?" Jeez, question afater question! Could get any more boring, Ash?
"I'm one of the voices in your head, Asher." The boy replies, startling me a little. "....D-do ya, uh, have a n-name?" 'Fer God's sake! Way to fookin' stutter, genius...'
"Hey, don't best yourself up over some stuttering! It happens to everyone! Anyways," 'So...he can read my thoughts?'
"My name is June!" I stop walking for a minute. "June? That used to be my favorite month..." he shoots finger guns at me. "There ya go!"
"Wait..." I start. "I named every voice in my head after my favorite months..." my eyes widen and I gasp. "I-Is December coming!? W-What about September? O-Or-" I gasp again. "October!?"
June laughs. 'Shit! Did I make a fool out of myself? Nice job, Ash! You've succeeded to, yet again, make yersef act like a complete nutjob!' "No no! You're fine! It's just, uh, I was-"
Another figure appears as I start to hyperventilate. "Just breathe in and out A. In, and out." I follow the voices instructions and, to my surprise it worked.
I turn my head to see the new figure and gasp. "Oh my God!"
Word count: 665 (not counting the note)
Well! I hope you guys enjoyed the first chapter! Hurhurhur!
And I hope to see some good feedback and or some requests for another chapter??
Maybe?
Anyways, Have a good day/night, and I will see you...
IN THE NEXT chapter.
BUH-BYE!
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Non-FictionFive words... Based On My Shitty Life! Have fun reading!