𝑺𝑲𝑰𝑵𝑺 𝑳𝑰𝑳 𝑷𝑬𝑬𝑷

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☹︎︎𝙑𝙀𝙉𝙐𝙎 𝙅𝘼𝘿𝙀 𝙍𝙄𝙑𝙀𝙍𝙎☹︎︎

i woke up in the bath tub. i looked around the shower curtains pulled half back, my shoes were laid beside the tub. my mini skirt rolled up showing my ripped up fish nets. i climbed out noticing some people were passed out on the floor. 

i grabbed my boots and made my way to the sink. i looked in the mirror. my lip stick was smeared along with my eyeliner, fuck it. i tried to lay down my messy hair but it didnt work out so well.

i made my way through the messy house people passed out everywhere. broken glass bottles and the smell of old alcohol and cigarettes in the air. i opened the door wincing at the morning cold.

i started walking down the street, pulling a cigarette outta my bra, i lit it up taking a puff before blowing smoke outta my mouth. as i made my way to my foster home i noticed people staring at me.

the air blew past causing me to shiver and rub my exposed arms. its so cold out here. an hour later i made it to my house, climbing into my window i took off my clothes and changed into some soft pajama pants with a long sleeved shirt.

i laid in bed and grabbed my phone looking through messages. people sent me snapchats of me dancing and poppin xans and laughing. i'm the happiest when i'm high. everyone knows that. i laid back in bed seeing my foster brother open my door.

"you're finally back," i nodded not looking at him. "how was it?"

"the usual, ian." i replied, coldly. he bit his lip and nodded.

"see you later." he shut my door and left me to myself. i hated how i had to go to school tomorrow. the kids pick fights, they talk about me. like sum fake hoes they are, but i'm no pussy i swing on hoes.

i threw my phone down and sighed. i ran my fingers through my curly hair and turned on my side. i was so tired i decided to go to sleep again, when i woke up ian was standing beside my bed shaking me awake.

"get up its eleven am." i groaned and glared at him.

"why can't you leave me the fuck alone." i said angrily, he rolled his eyes and left me alone.

i ran the bath water in my bathroom looking at myself in the mirror. i started wiping off the make up sitting on the toilet as my water ran. making me think so many things. i got in the tub with the razor blade in my hand.

i sighed leaning my head forward as i dragged the blade across old scars. the blood ran down my arm into the water. i moved onto the next i dropped the blade beside the tub and laid my head back.

i closed my eyes and prayed for a miracle. a spark of happiness somewhere down my lonely road. after soaking in the blood water i finally got out, i dried myself off and changed into shorts and long sleeved shirt.

i lit a cigarette before walking downstairs where my family was seated at the table eating breakfast.

"venus, how many times have we told you about wearing shorts without covering those nasty scars." my foster mom janice said, i ignored her and sat beside my foster dad.

"venus, sweetie. can you not upset your mother, please." my foster dad brian asked nicely, i looked at her.

"not my fault the house feels like hell and i'm hot as fuck." i rolled my eyes while dad eat his breakfast.