Y/n pov:
I walk home from Sasha's house Gene, Zenix, Sasha, and I were hanging out.
I get home and I open the door to see Ivy. I sigh as she slaps me and grabs my hair and drags me upstairs "Go make me dinner now and you better not eat anything!" Ivy screeches as she lets go of my hair and pushes me on the ground
"o-ok ivy" I stutter, fearing her, Ivy made me do everything and my father neglected me. Bu5t not Ivy, he loved Ivy. I trudge upstairs and make dinner, moving like gravity was pulling me down, I set two plates down on the table, "Ivy..Father...Dinner is ready" I call out, trying to make my voice sound as normal as possible. Ivy comes up and starts eating as i walk over to the pantry grabbing a few crackers normal dinner for me. I hear Father's footsteps walk down, a pattering that makes my knees shake, I ran upstairs to my room locking it.
I run into my barren room, a dresser, vanity, and bed. Thats it, but who cares? I walk over to my closet grabbing a small little box from under my clothes, opening it to reveal a shiny blade, used many times from the bit of red stained on its edge. I glide it against my skin, wincing and smiling at every new cut and drop of blood. I hear doors slamming and I put bandages on the new self-inflicted wounds, and I go to bed, crying my heart and pain away as I fall asleep.
~The next day~
BEEP BEEP BEEP!
I wake up and I turn off my alarm, I look in the mirror on my door and sigh " Great! First day of school another year of torture." My eyes roll involuntarily as I get changed pulling the sleeves down to cover the cuts, I run to the bathroom and brush my teeth and then I do my makeup when I walk out I see Ivy standing there blazing mad as she yanks my head which jolts me forward and she throws me to the ground with a sly smirk on her face.
"NEXT TIME DON'T TAKE SO LONG, IDIOT!" She yells slamming the door shut.Sighing as I run out of the house not wanting to deal with Ivy anymore and as I do I run into a girl with black hair and hazel eyes
"I-im so sorry" I stutter, wincing as if I'm bracing myself for if she hits me.
"Its fine" the girl smiles and she dusts herself off, "Why do you look scared?" she tilts her head in confusion.
"Y-you're not going to hit me?" i stutter, my eyes boring into the ground.
"Of course not! Why would I?" She asks, concern flooding her voice and complexion.
"Oh, most people do, since they hate me" My voice much calmer and at ease now, my eyes glancing up and then back at the rocky pavement.
"W..Why would they hate you?" Her voice sounded as if she was worried but as if she wanted to take a step back all at once.
"I'm a waste of space, useless, idiot, stupid and that I Ishould just drop dead. That is what my sister says to me and shes one of the popular people so what she says goes" I say looking up, Its true..All of it. Her face said it all, she was shocked and in disbelief. I didn't need pity.
"None of that is true!
"T-T-Thank you" Shocked, and I stutter out.
"No problem and I'm Aphmau!" Her voice fills with happiness and her face shows a huge smile. I can't help but smile back.
"I'm Y/n," My smile was faint but there, it was my fake smile of course- my real one hasn't been used in years.
"Nice to meet you" Her voice lighting up like fireworks.
"Same to you."
"Wanna be friends?" She asks as if she has never had a friend but is trying to mask it.
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