Chapter song: It has begun
Walking around the empty silent street whilst heading home late at night. Cold wind gazed around your skin making you to utter a sneeze. You felt coldness as the stressful moment of what you're comprehending upon from those heavy uneasy stuffs that you were encountering, such as being more like a maid when it comes to your mom. Struggling from her hands, but you got used to it, instead, you kept it as a gift from where you can be strong emotionally and physically.
Back at the street. You've felt something quite odd, realizing from your believes that you forgot that your town isn't something they called peaceful, it is more like murder, blood and guts. A Calvary of psychotic teens they say. Chopping, slitting, and many other categories of suffering their victims is what obviously they do the most, considering it as what they do for fun or if the boredom strikes them.
Sighing in frustration from the way you've act, forgetting something important that might get you killed beyond this empty field. You've decided to run. Panting heavily as you run, making your hair to bounced up and down to your shoulder, not bothering it that much as much as you think about getting killed in any minute.
Finally, you have reached your destination.
Reaching the door you opened and decided to passed the hallway, but...
"Where have you been?" A voice enterupted you as you were about to passed the hallway. Looking around while closing the door gently and locking it. Suddenly seeing your mother. Raising an eyebrow and crossing her arms, letting her huge breast to rest on her arms.
"School of course" you response blankly. Quickly running upstairs to void more of her offensive and nonsense heavy words if she started nagging again.
"Why are you late at night!?" She asked. For your reply, you avoid her question, changing the topic obviously.
"Oh great, for the first time! my mom is worried about me!" You raised an eyebrow just like she did. "When would you just shut up and act like a real mother and not some kind of wicked step mother like what Cinderella have" you added.
Her glaring eyes pinned on you, she's uttering an eye contact at you. "This isn't a fairy tale bitch! Want me to punish you again!?" She walked forward to you, clutching a whip at her hand, waiting for your answer to before she takes a swift on you
"Do what you want. I'll die one day or maybe disappear anyway" you rolled your eyes and head upstairs.
The moment you walk upstairs, your mother yelled. "Jessy! Your grounded!" She stated
"I'm always grounded" you mumbled.
Taking a twist at the doorknob, you came in the room and slamming the door with a your might. Making a small crack around the door doesn't bother, instead, your face is emotionless while you locked it up.
Taking a short steps ahead from your bed whilst you found out yourself that your completely exhausted or considered as tired.
What can you say. You're a very busy person, even if you're in just the age of not quite a child and not quite an adult, but a teenager. Struggling from your childhood and those negative remarks that they said, obviously coming up from the bullies. But after all those deep hurtful strategies, you've got knowledge and talents by your side to comprehend complicated circumstances.
Back at you, you sighed. Taking off your clothes as you decided to cheer yourself a bit and stop being glommy. So take a nice and relaxing bubble bath.
Walking inside the bathroom, you sat on the edge of the bathtub and turned the tap on. Hot water started steaming down with steam hitting your face almost immediately. You added your [y/f] bath foam and left the bathtub to fill. Nakedly walking outside the bathroom to close the open window. Slowly walking back at the bathroom, seeing that the tub is full. You smiled to yourself contently. Wait....damn it, you forgot your clothes!