Torn

Chapter One.

There's nothing special about my family. It's just my dad, my mom and I. Well.. My parents are always gone. They're either at work, or their friends, or the bar. Somewhere other than home. When they do come home, which is once in a blue moon, my nose picks up the scent of alcohol but it's only coated over my dad. When he's drunk he gets angry and when he's angry he argues with my mom and they end up leaving again. It's a constant cycle, an endless loop and every single time it happens i'm forced to leave the room they're in and go into my room and hide under the covers with the pillow over my ears. I want the best for my parents even if it means them splitting up because none of them deserve this. Sometimes I ask myself if I'm the problem because when I was little they were so in love with me and as I started getting older they slowly started fading away. They think I can fend for myself. It's been like this for years now, birthday after birthday. I'm fifteen now. I've taught myself how to cook, clean. I've found a passion in babysitting, so now I can get money to try and buy things for myself. Not things I want, but things I need. 

At school, nothing really happens. Classes, lunch, more classes, end of day. I don't have many friends. Since I keep my circle small, there's not really anybody to talk to. Plus, i'm sure they wouldn't wanna hear about what I go through, I mean, everyone else I tried to talk to never really tried to help me out, so, I choose to go solo. Sometimes, being lonely is better, because it lowers the percentage of getting hurt. ANYWAYS, the very few people I do know. Figures I should introduce them.

There's Greer. She's the more "Grungy" one of the group. Sarcasm is her go-to way of talking.

And there's June, she's the bubbly one of the group. She never fails to make anyone smile, and there's some room for her to crack an not-needed joke when there's a serious situation going on.

Last but not least, there's Hudson. He's the only dude of the group, and he's like, eight feet tall, gee. He's a hopeless romantic, which means he's always flirting with people, and trying to find love. What a goon.. 

Eventually Hudson snapped me out of my thoughts. 

"Elyssa? Is something up?" Hudson asked, with wonder in his eyes. 

Sometimes I found my found myself thinking about him a lot, why? I don't know. No, I don't like him. Or, at least I don't think so. I mean, I wouldn't mind dating him.. okay okay, this is getting awkward. On a real note, I don't want to end up dating him, and end up getting played. Plus, there's no way I want to let someone that close to me again. You see what's going on with my parents. Then, I realized I never answered Hudson's question, so he was staring at me, and it made me feel awkward and uncomfortable.

Elyssa: Oh, yeah. I'm fine, why are you asking, hm?

Hudson: Well, you looked kinda zoned out, and like you were gonna cry, so yeahhh.

Elyssa: Oh, shut up. As if I don't look like i'm going to cry all the time.

Hudson: Any why's that?

Elyssa: Maybe I don't want to tell you.

Hudson: Fine, be that way.

Ugh, that dumb crooked smile of his, when he wants to fuck with me and get in my head. I'd rather he stay safe than know about my problems. Everyone knows I don't like when people are nosy, but he doesn't follow that rule, sadly. 

*Bell rings*

I guess you could say I've been saved by the bell. I walk away, silent steps, like usual. Making my way to the front door. I mean, it was 8th period after all. I reach in my pocket and feel around, moving my fragile fingers around, looking for my phone. Wait. My phone. Where is it?!

I whip my body around, and it jolts me a little backwards. My mind is thinking about nothing but my phone, I saved up my money from babysitting for a whole year, for that thing. I can't lose that piece of shit now. My legs move in a fast pace, and I kinda forget where i'm going to. I come to a stop super fast, and remind myself, one foot in front of the other. I start running, because I remember that i'm looking for my phone here. I honestly wouldn't be looking for it if I didn't know my parents would beat my ass if they found out. I'm looking at the ground, searching for it, not paying attention to my surroundings. And, of course, the most cliche thing happens. I bump into a jock. Now i'm on the ground. Great.

Elyssa: Shit, my bad 

???: Watch where you're goin-

Elyssa: Umm, what.

???: Uh, nothing. I'm sorry.

Elyssa: Alright, whatever, now if you don't mind me I have somewhere to be.

???: Alright, alright. Feisty.

Elyssa: Are you going to sit there and judge me or are you going to fucking help me up?

???: Fine.

*Helps up*

Elyssa: Thank you, it's about time.

???: What's your name by the way?

Elyssa: It's Elyssa.

???: Cool, i'm Eli.

Elyssa: Nice to know, now I have to go, "Eli."

Eli: See you around.

Finally, he left me alone, now, where is that damn phone?! Wait.. there's no way. Why is that girl holding MY phone? Ugh, great. Another conversation I don't need. But, I guess i'm going to have to get that phone back either way. Or, I could just snatch it back. Eh, I guess, i'd rather snatch it back. That's what this bitch gets for taking my phone, anyways.

???: HEY! That's my phone!

Elyssa: Um, bitch, no it's not, it's obviously my phone. Same stickers, same case, everything. Oh, look! That's even my ID! 

???: Fuck, I've been caught.

Elyssa: No, you're not going anywhere.

???: Fucking let go of me!

Elyssa: Give my damn phone back then!

???: Fine, take it!

It's about time I got this thing back. Little girl ran away. I'll see her around school eventually.