nick's p.o.v
"what is wrong with you? first you stutter like crazy,you cut yourself again, meet my eyes, then you dont kiss me back! why are you acting like this?!"
"becuase I realized how much a better life you could have without me! with me you lose your sleep, you get so stressed over a pathetic boy like me! you're wasting your time, on me."I say angrily.
"but you wont listen, so I had to make you think I didnt care, that you would hate me and want to go.guess it worked!"I shot back, pain in my voice.
"well it did work, because now I hate you.i hope your dad kills you! you pathetic-"she went flying back with a fist to the chin.
oh FUCK!!!!
micki p.o.v
he....hit me.
he HIT ME!?!
I sniffle, clutching my face in pain.my chin stings in pain, and my rubbing of my chin didnt help much.
"w-w-ha? nick? why did you h-h-hit me" I ask, sobbing.
"oh shit, shit, shit.baby, im so sorry.you mentioned my dad and I got mad.im so sorry mickayla, please forgive me.please forgi-"I cut him off.
"you piece of shit! how could you?! you no worse than your dad! go ahead beat me for saying it! I dont care! get away from me, and stay away! I hate you!"I shout at him, the tears flowing freely now.my heart cracked and shattered.
bastard.
mariana walked down the hallway, and saw us.nick, his head in his hands, clutching at his hair.me, my bruised chin, my messy hair, and mh splotchy cheeks and runny mascara.
she grabs my hand, and whisks me to my room.she closes the door and turns on me.
"he hit you. you have broken up, and I know its hard.but you have to realise-"
"shut the FUCK UP WITH THE BULLSHIT! YOU DONT KNOW WHAT ITS LIKE TO HAVE YOUR TRUE LOVE HIT YOU, AND PREFER YOU WERE GONE!"after my little rant I sag onto my bed and fall asleep.
some time later
I wake up in a ford fiesta, my travel bags packed.marianna was driving, and her husband roland was sitting in the passenger seat.the past events hit me like a speeding bullet and I realize.
im fostered.jeff, sally, jack, tim, mick, zack, mack.
nick....
they're all gone....
nick p.o.v (at a bridge)
"my legs are dangling off the edge,
bottom of the bottle is my only friend,
think ill slit my wrists again and
im gone, gone, gone, gone"
cut....cut....cut...cut...
"my legs are dangling off the edge,
stomach full of pills didnt work again,
put a bullet in my head and im
gone,
gone,
gone,
gone.
I take the bottle of downers, and swallow the whole bottle of twenty.my blood-loss and the drugs combined, were...heaven.
no more pain now.
bye, micki.
I jump over the safety railing and plummet 100 feet down into my death.
I start to drown, but I noticw how pretty the distorted images are.
there's one of a flower on the shore near me.
There's one of people going into the water.
I black out, my blood leaving my body and the pills numbing my brain.
mom, is that you?
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troubled
Teen Fictionnick is a troubled teenager, who lost his mother and is abused by his father, who has a extreme drinking problem.he self harms, just to escape the horror of his life.one day hes sent to a childrens home when the police find out what hes going throu...
