I Thought It Was Over

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.:Cassie:.

Its been four months since I moved into my new home and already I was hated by everyone.

Why cant my life ever be simple?

I laid down on my bed just as the door flew open. A high pitched voice screeched my name.

"Hey Stacey, How did you get in?" I asked half-heartedly. Im not in the mood to speak to anyone at the moment.

"Kyle let me in. You are so lucky living here with him. With his gorgeous brown hair and amazing green eyes..." She drifted off; staring into space.

I sighed and clicked my fingers in front of her face.

"Stacey!" She snapped back into reality. "He is not gorgeous and im not lucky to be living with him. He is rude, obnoxiouse and has no consideration for other peoples feelings."

"Well whatever. You have to read this." She gave me crumpled piece of paper.

I opened it and read :To Stacey, Your invited to the best party of the year. Ofcorse hosted by the one and only Chloe Fisher! You can bring anyone you like! Meet at Chloe's house at 7:00pm.

I finished reading the paper and looked at her.

"And..." I said. She smile at me and gave me her puppy dog eyes. "NO!" I shouted. "Im not going with you to the party!"

" Oh please Cassie. It will be fun."

"No! Im not going. There will be no point. Me and Chloe hate eachother and I wont know anyone whose going!"

"Please." She gave me her best puppy dog eyes. I tried to look away but I couldnt. She looked so cute!

"Ok." I sighed in defeat. "But you owe me BIG time for this!."

"YAY!!" She cheered.

"Hang on a minute!" She stopped her celebration dance and gave me a sad look. "I thought you hated Chloe and I thought you said last week 'I'll never be seen dead at one of that slags partys'?"

"Well...I know I hate her and I know I said that but...."

"Kyle's going isnt he?"

"Yes." Thought so. That girl would do anything to be near him. I wish she woulnd't. It's not that i don't want her to be happy, its jsut that i don't want her to get hurt. And if Kyle does hurt her...

"Ok. But we're not staying long." She hugged me so hard I nearly fell off the bed.

"Thank you so much Cassie!" She shouted or rather screeched in my ear.

"Its ok, just please let go of me and warn me next time your going to shout."

She laughed.

"Will do!"

I laid back down on my bed. What had I just gotten myself into?

"I have to go now, sorry." Stacey said.

"Ok. See you tomorrow." I looked up from the bed and waved at her.

"Bye and thanks again." And with that she walked out of the door.

I looked at the clock, it read 6:35pm. Everyone will be back soon.

I grabbed my Slipknot bag and ipod and went out the front door. I put my headphones in as we sleep forever by Aiden blasted through the tiny speakers. Just what i needed. One of my

favourite songs by one of my favourite bands. Excellent. I started to walk to the beat.

The cold air felt refreshing on my face. I didn't pay any attention to where I was walking and ended up at the park.

I loved it there. It was covered in trees and had a small river at the side. The river sparkled in the light. I dont know why but when I look at the water, it makes me feel calm and relaxed.

Without thinking about it I walked over to my usual spot. Underneath the biggest tree and by the side of the river but it was hidden so no one could disturb me. A perfect place to be with my thoughts.

I sat down under the tree. I got out my note book and started to draw a fallen angel. I love to draw angels, especially fallen angels. I think they hold more beauty and emotion then normal angels. Its like they're hiding soemthing behind they're big eyes. Weird, I know.

Suddenly my eyes felt heavy. I tried to keep them open but I had to close them. Soon i was in complete darkness. Complete emptiness.

.:dream:.

I awoke to the sound of yelling. I opened my eyes and saw him. His eyes ablaze with fury and amusment as I jumped at the sudden change in volume.

"USLESS PIECE OF CR@P!" He yelled at me.

Then he dragged me out of the bed I was laying in and down a flight of stairs. He pushed me into a wall and started to kick me in random places. I felt scared and begged for him to stop but he kept on kicking me. I started crying. Tears spilled out of my eyes but he payed no attention to them or my pleas of help.

Why was he doing this to me?

What did I do wrong?

In the end I gave up begging and crying. I let him kick me. I gave up and closed my eyes.

Waiting for it to end.

.:end dream:.

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