can't fake it anymore

caught

as soon as i turned around i saw something i did not expect. my parents. great. they started screaming at me like the usually did for about an hour and then finally slammed my door shut and went to bed. our rooms were next to each other so i could hear them yelling at each other. " what are we gonna do with her ?! " the sound of my dads voice screaming hurt every single time he said my name. " i don't know , i don't fucking know but soon she has to learn " my mom was always nice to me until one day my dad started being a drunk and it brought out the worst in her. he stopped drinking about 2 years ago but the anger remained in both of them. " she's a mistake ! you know this right ?! " my dad said getting a little quieter probably thinking i couldn't hear but i still could. " i know. i know. " my mom said. then silence. nothin else. i couldn't stand being in this house anymore so i grabbed my phone and a sweatshirt and ran out the front door. luckily no one heard me i guess. i didn't know where to go. i didn't know who even cared about me. my own family doesn't care about me. my. own. freaking. family. everything was falling apart. i lost grayson , jack , and my parents. i screw everything up. what even is the point of life ? i can't take it anymore i can't take it ! i started crying and i didn't even realize where i was going until i looked up and i was at someone's doorstep. grayson's. i didnt know if i should knock or just leave . i sat there for about a 3 minutes and decided that it wouldn't hurt. i knocked a couple times and no one answered , i started to walk away and i pulled out my phone to call grayson. it rung a couple times then he answered.
" hello ? " he sounded confused , he must not have my number saved ..
" hey uh can i come in ...? " i asked feeling really insecure about my question. it sounded so dumb after saying it out loud. " yeah i'll come un lock it " and with that he hung up.
a couple seconds pass and i hear the click of the door unlocking in the silence of the night. we invited me in and we walk up to his room. i haven't been here in a couple days . " so i don't mean to sound rude or anything but what are you doing here ? " he asked scratching the back of his head. i was trying to think of how to tell him everything. i sat on his bed with him following and he raised an eyebrow at me. " well i talked to jack tonight .. and he doesn't hate me but he wants space .. " a year started to roll down my cheek and grayson put his hand on my cheek and wiped it away. i smiled a small smile at him and continued the story . " and then it was late and i went home and went through the window and my parents started yelling and they said some things that really hurt and i just didn't want to be in that house anymore ... " i said pretty much out of breath cause when i talk about emotional topics my breath hitches and you can hear it through my voice