Chapter One

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*Greys pov*

Walking out the gates of hell for the first time in 3 years.

Its been a while since I've seen sunlight. And I already hate it.

I look back
"Dr. Smiths mental intuition"

More like mental asylum.

I smile to myself knowing I was going to home. Fucking home.

Wait.

Why am I so happy about going home? My dad and mom are the reason why I was here in the first place.

//3 years ago\\
I'd just got home from school to end up to the usual welcome home from my mom and dad.

"your a worthless piece of shit grey!" my dad screamed at me from the top at his lungs.

He had me pinned against the wall.

"get the fuck off me you freak" I screamed at him.

He dropped me.

He punched me until I was on the ground that's when he started kick my stomach until I spat blood.

"Grey you should kill yourself"
"go die"
Muffled screams came from my mom.

She hated me.

I don't know what I did wrong!

That's when he picked me up and threw me in my room.

The room was black and has a old mattress and desk with a few drawing and pictures everywhere.

I looked in the mirror..

Maybe they'll love me more if I smiled more..

If I was happy.

I started to laugh hysterically.

I grabbed the knife that so happens to be on my desk.

I cut into my cheeks a smile.

From the corner of my lips to my ears..

I sat and watch the blood form and drip down my face.

Thats when I moved to my wrists.

By the time I was done I had several cuts in my wirsts. I Sat in my room and just hoped that everything would be over and done with.

The a few moments past by

My eye lids started to feel heavy.

unconsciousness.

I woke up the next day to be hooked up to a machine.

Stupid life support.

Mom and dad hated me why did they save me?

Nobody came to visit. Not even my best friend Vic.

A few days go by still no visits.

"Grey richmond?" a doctor asked

I nodded in reply.

" Your mother and father have agreed to put you in Dr. Smiths mental intuition"

That explains why they saved me. They weren't done making me stuffer.

//end of flashback\\

I look around to see a taxi waiting for me.

I put my bag into the back of the taxi and got into the vehicle.

It was a quiet journey.

I stared out the window.

It really hadn't changed here.

Its the same.

The driver pulled up to a house. A new house.

I grab my bag and walk too the door.

Knock
Knock
Knock

The door soon opened to reveal my so called parents.

But that wasn't just it...

There was someone else there...

Who could that be?

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