Covering Bruises (On Hold)

Covering Bruises

"Alexandra! Get back here right now you little bitch!" i heard the evilness and alcohol mixed between the words he was yelling out the door.

I kept running, down the drive way, onto the main road, and to the high school. That was really the only place I knew in that shit hole of a town.

oh I'm sorry did I forget to introduce myself? Sorry let me start over, hello I'm Alex Brown, I'm 17 years of age, I have long brown hair that doesn't do much but straighten and tangle. My eyes are green when the sun is out, but they look grey when it rains. I live in Arizona, the state of desperation and despair. and I live with my abusive uncle because my crap mother left me and my brother when we he was three and I was one. i dont know where he is now or where she ended up, I secretly hope she fell straight to hell. but that's pretty much all you need to know about me for now. so continue on reading.

I sat on the swing, and rocked lightly back and forth. the tears started to well again but as I had done my whole life I held them back. I started thinking about Tyler, and how he was the best thing that had ever happened to me.

I thought about my brother, he would be 19 now. I wondered what his name was, what he looked like, if he was happy living with my aunt in wherever the hell they lived together.

I thought about my uncle and how I would have done anything to put one bullet through his head.

these were the normal everyday thoughts that crowded my already spinning, and probably bruised head.

I looked at my phone and it said it was 10:47pm. I needed to get home, but I wanted to vomit at the thought of going back to that house now. so I claimed up the swirly slide and laid on my stomach staring at my phone.

I clicked the Youtube app and looked at my profile. my latest video was almost to one million views. I shrieked with happiness and then laughed at my stupidity.

I was a beauty guru, but only because I had perfected the art of illusion. I could cover up a bruise, a black eye or scratch like it was my job. probably because that's what I did most of my life, but the rest of the makeup came naturally.

I had just hit one million subscribers last month, and I posted a thank you video that people obviously like because it has a buttload of views.

youtube was an escape for me, no one on youtube knew my situation or anything about my life really so nobody could feel bad for me, and that's what I loved. I'm not a weak little damsel in distress waiting to get rescued, because in 3 days 5 hours and 26 minutes I am going to rescue myself.

because on June 16th at approximately 3:20 am I will turn 18, and I already have a one way plane ticket to California hidden under my mattress.

I'm Alexandra Brown and I am about to run away and never look back.