Human||5SOS

prologue

It was simple to understand. She was dead. The one person who truly cared about me was gone. Now I have no one left. I am just a mere body taking up space. There is no purpose to my existence. Currently my head is full of thoughts such as these, and I am in no place to make decisions. I have no plan for my life ahead, I don't even know what the hell I'm going to do tomorrow. I looked back at the photo frame I was holding. The picture captured my favorite memory. It went back to the day when I was with my family down my the creek. We were having a picnic, and everything was perfect. The sun was shining, there was no fighting, and my sister was still alive. I snapped out of the trance and wiped the tears that were dripping down my face. I placed the frame back on my nightstand and grabbed my phone. I recently received a lot of text messages saying that they were sorry for my loss or that they're praying for me. To be honest, it was a boatload of shit. They weren't being sympathetic, it was all out of pity. They weren't sorry. I fell asleep again in my bed and cried. 

The next morning I woke up at 3 pm. I've been camping out in bed doing the same routine, crying and taking pills. I have been having this killer headaches and feeling dizzy. Sometimes I don't know if I fell asleep because of the doses, or passed out. As I walk to the bathroom I stop in front of the mirror and look at myself. I wonder what people think of me. I haven't been to school in a month. I look like I've been doing drugs. I probably have gained like a hundred pounds. As I go closer to the mirrors, I see all my flaws. I see how my eyes are different then other girls. They have beautiful brown or blue eyes, while I have ugly bipolar eyes. How I have boring chocolate brown hair. How my boobs aren't bigger than a size B cup. I turn around and stare at my ass. It's flat. I look away disappointed in what I see. My parents must be humiliated by me. No wonder they left me. I walk up to the toliet at stare at it.

This is for you mom. I thought. I took my finger and stuck it down my throat and you know what happened after that.

I looked down at my phone. Not one message from Elizabeth. I guess she thought I was dead. I bet everyone thinks I'm dead. Just as I'm about to grab my phone someone rang the doorbell. I wonder who would actually think about showing up to my house. Before I run downstairs, I tie my hair and change into something that isn't stained with sauce. 

When I opened the door, I found an old women about the age of my late grandmother standing in front of me. "Hello Ms. Hyland. I'm Valerie Heart." She said letting her hand out for me to shake.

I ignored it and plastered the best fake smile on my face," How can I help you?." I asked quite bitterly. 

She took back her hand and frowned for a moment but regained her smile. It was probably fake too. "I'm here to take you to a new family." As soon as those words left her mouth I slammed the door on her face.

"Ms. Hyland, please open the door, or I'm going to have to call the police. " I opened the door.

"Let me tell you something Ms. Heart, this was my parents house and now that they are gone, it's mine. I own it, and I'm going to live in it. I am certainly not going to go to some family who probably pities me. Goodbye now." As I'm about to shut the door. She stops it. Damn, she's pretty strong for an old lady. 

"Listen Ms. Hyland. You had received a letter 30 days ago to clear out this house. You are only 17 and are not legally allowed to live by yourself. Also it says that you haven't paid any bills. So listen to me miss, you are going to be relocated to a new family. This family won't know what happened to you. All they are going to know that you are now alone. Don't worry about people talking about you, because you are going to be moved all the way to sunny Australia. Also we are going to put this house on rent, and the money that comes will be paid on the storage of your things. The rest will be yours when you turn 18, is that clear?"

Damn. I nodded. I was speechless. 

"Please sign this paper," she asked me sweetly like she hadn't just gone all crazy on me. I signed the paper and then she left.

I had an entire week to pack, but I didn't have much. All I'm really going to take with me is my clothes, toothbrush, makeup (I need to look decent), and my photo frame. 

Once the storage truck loaded everything, I headed out. Ms. Heart was waiting for me next to the white car. I couldn't believe it, I was actually leaving this house. For some reason, my heart wasn't hurting right now. I wasn't crying over the moments tht I had in this house. Maybe it was because I hadn't had any. I turn away from the house and walk towards the car. I plop myself next to Ms. Heart in the back seat, and we head towards sunny Australia. Damn that's far away.