Hatred. Hatred was all I felt for my mother. She kept me locked in my room and boarded my windows shut. I am a seventeen year old boy. She treats me as if I am a child. Ever since my dad abandoned us she has been drinking and screams at me non stop. I have no social life and she took away my phone about a month ago and I found it last night in the street cracked. I got so mad I threw it back on the ground and now it doesn’t turn on. I have started using the internet as a way to connect with some people. The people I actually talked to.
I missed my dad, so much. He was the best father anyone could have. I understand he left, but while he was here he made my life perfect. He left when I was 9, haven’t seen him since. Ever since them I had to take care of my sister, she needed me, and to be completely honest, I needed her. She was two months from turning four when my dad left. She didn’t understand at the time, so I told her he was on a vacation for work. After awhile she caught on. One time she came in my room crying and asked if he was dead. I hoped he wasn’t, but I never gave her a reply because I didn’t have one.
I have runaway many times, leaving my sister behind, she was the only reason I came back. I loved being free, no one bossed me around, no chores, no annoying people and parents. I miss it already. At 16 I dropped out of school. My mom still doesn’t know. I just leave every morning and I return around 3:00. Sometimes later, but it doesn’t matter to my mom, she is tanked before noon anyways.
Before my sister was born we lived in my birth place, Sydney, Australia. After she was born we moved to the United States. We now live in Los Angeles, California. I went to, East Valley High School. I loved the school, just not the people there. Except a few friends I happened to make. I used to be best friends with a boy named Calum Hood. I met another friend, Michael Clifford that same year, later in high school I met Ashton Irwin, who is now my best friend. Calum and Michael moved and went to a different school. After that I lost contact and I only had Ashton as a friend.
A year after meeting Ashton I dropped out of high school. I still talk to him as much as I can and we see each other everyday except weekends. I visit him at school during lunch when he goes home for his food. I didn’t want to lose another friend. It is now my senior year, but I won’t be graduating. Ashton plans to drop out because he can’t handle the pressure and it has only been a week since school started. He says everyone is mean without me there. Everyone bullies him and he can’t take it any longer. I have stayed up many long and tired nights listening to him crying his eyes out on the phone about how much he wants to die. That is before my phone was broke.
As for my condition, physically, I am perfectly fine. Mentally, I am completely screwed in the head. I can’t think straight. Mostly everyone hates me and thinks I am full of myself. Which I mean, if you have seen me I am pretty good looking. I’m not the smartest, but looks can get me through life, I believe. Everyone says that the ‘real world’ is different then I think, but I know the real world and it is simple to get through. All you need is good looks and a talent then you are all set to be famous and people will love you. Whatever life has, throw it at me, I can handle anything.
A/N:
hi! this is just a prologue so that is why it is so short, most chapters will be long and I will update every Sunday and sometimes I will update in the middle of the week depending on the amount of time I have with writing parts of the other story I write called ‘The Ex’ and writing this one. by the way, I go by the name of Rose, I write Andi’s part in the other story. Which if you haven’t go check it out! Okay I love you all! See you next update :-)
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