FLASHBACK-
I went upstairs to my bedroom to go to sleep, the time was 12:35 AM. I heard a window from downstairs open as I was at the top stair. I ran to my room to hide, hoping they wouldn't hurt me. I hid in my room, I heard footsteps downstairs, I curled up into a ball in my closet. My cat Onyx was in my room at the time. I heard the footsteps downstairs go farther away from the window twords my mothers room. I searched my room for my big school bag, I ran around my small room looking for clothes I could shove into the bag. I found about eight shirts and three pairs of pants. I grabbed my phone and my charger. I looked at Onyx and decided weather I should try to take her with me. She was just a kitten so if I left a little bit of the zipper on my bag open she could get air. I shoved her in my bag, trying to keep her quiet. I poked my head out of my room looking for the intruder. I didn't see him, I ran down the stairs really fast. I tried to make it to my frount door, I ran fast, but he caught up to me. I noticed his face, it was my dad.
He was right on my tail. Chasing me. I got to my frount door and ran outside. I jumped over the fence that we had. My dad was drunk so he was stumbling around a lot. I remembered that one of our neghbours was a cop. I ran to their house, remembering Onyx was in my bag getting justled around.
I arrived at the neighbours house and banged on their door, screaming for help. The wife of he cop came to the door and I pushed past her inside and she closed the door.
"Is everything okay honey?" she asked.
"Is your husband home, I really need to tell him something." I replied, breathless.
"Sure I will go get him now." she said. She left the room for a few seconds, she then came back with her husband.
"Is there something I can do for you." Her husband replied.
"Definitely. My father broke into my house. I think he hurt my mom and brother, he was really drunk when he chased me down here." I said to the officer. He asked me to go to his car.
They found my father drunk laying on the road. They found my mother and brother dead in their beds.
FLASHBACK END-
My eyes teared up, . I grabbed Hailey's hand and yanked it off of my shirt. I took off my guitar and dropped it on the ground. I tried to walk out of the room, but Trey grabbed my hand and yanked me into a hug, I didn't hug back, I wanted to leave them and never see them again.
"She didn't mean it." Trey said. I didn't reply at all. I just pushed Trey away. I walked out of the music room and into my bedroom. I heard them talking in the music room. I didn't want to make out what they were saying, all I heard is that Trey asked her to leave. After the door to my apartment closed I heard a guitar hit the wall meaning that Trey put my guitar back on its mount.
There was a knock at my door, "Come in." I said. I was laying in my bed, my eyeliner was smeared across my face.
"You alright, she must have really hit you, huh." he said. I nodded, I was okay but that was just one memory I didn't want to be reminded of.
"I'm fine, I just didn't wanna be reminded about what happened." I said. I layed my head on his shoulder. He put his arm around me.
"I talked to her, I assumed you didn't want to, I also cleaned up the music room."
"Thank you." I said
"No problem,"
"What did you say to her? If you don't wanna tell me it's okay." I asked
"It's okay I can tell you. I told her she shouldn't have brought it up, both me and her know it's a sensitive topic. Your guitar is fine by the way, I put it back on the mount." he said
"Your the best, I can see why your my friend. Your really amazing. Just one thing though..."
"What's that?" he asked.
"Why are you my friend? You have to put up with me complaning about everything all the time. Now you have to put up with learning all the songs for the band, along with watching me and making sure I dont try to kill myself again." I said
"First of all your my friend because your amazing, you awesome at everything. Second, you don't complain at all, I like helping you. Third, I want to join the band, I don't think Hailey is gonna be around for a while, the band can be a fun little thing we could do. Finnaly, I want to help you through your depression. I'm always here, come talk to me if you need anything."
"Are you sure you can handle how crazy Ady, Gerard, and I are? When preforming we get really wild."
"I'm sure everything will be fine."
"Why? Why are you so nice to everyone?"
"Good question... I don't really know."
"Well, I guess I really should go take off my make up and wash up before I try to sleep."
"Okay, I might do the same"
I got up off my bed and Trey left the room. I went to my dresser and changed into some pj shorts and and t-shirt. I went to the bathroom to wash my face and take off my makeup. When I left the bathroom I went to the kitchen to make some hot chocolate. I made a cup for me and Trey. I grabbed my cup and went to the couch to turn on some Netflix. I decided to try and finish watching 13 Reasons Why, Trey came into the living room "Hey" he said.
"Hey," I replied "I made you a cup of hot chocolate. It's on the counter."
He grabbed his cup and we both sat on the couch to drink hot chocolate and watch 13 Reasons Why.
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Cupcake Killer
Teen Fiction15 year old Ireland McLaren. Emo,Punk, and a skater. Her friends don't understand her at all, and she cant have a boyfriend to save her life. She plays guitaur for her band named The Cupcake Killers. Not only is she the led giutaur plyer for the ban...