Chappie One : A day in Hell
Song: Her Last Words:Courtney Parker
Skyler's P.O.V
"Hey Sky!" My boyfriend Luke yelled across the street. He ran over to me and put his arm over my shoulder. "Wrist." He asked. I showed him my wrist. "Good, no new ones." He stated emotionlessly.
Me and Luke have known each other since we were young, and he's become protecting over me through out high school. He hates when I self harm, once he even almost left me because I'm "emotionally unstable". At times I wonder if he actually loves me, or is he only with me because before we started dating he was a nobody? "I'm not that weak, what Sam said didn't effect me." 'That Much' My subconcious added.
"Well then you are lucky to have me, just to make sure." He said without emotion. He was acting wierd and I could tell. His body lanuage told me and so did his facial expressions when he looked at me.
"Yeah, guess I am." I stated a bit more sadly than I meant to. He didn't know the real struggle behind their words. The voices sometimes over power my mind and tell me what to do. Sometimes I wonder if I'm just watching as the voices take control of my body, I'm just watching as they take over my life.
You deserve the cuts.
You are worthless and useless.
It's like they are a part of me when I am at my lowest, and it's them telling me to do the stuff I do when I'm angered or sad. Sometimes my youngest brother, Anthony asks why I'm crying and it's so hard to hear my 7 year old brother ask that because he won't understand why.
Nobody knows how stressful it is, My parents are gone and I just want everything to be back the way it was. I want to live in a small house, I want to worry if the bills are going to get paid and if I'm going to have to get a job. I miss my dad's humor and warm hugs, I miss my moms laughter and her sense to share a funny video with me.
Luke looks at me thoughtfully and then he looks down sadly as we enter school grounds. "Sky..." He trails off. "Nevermind, I'll talk to you at lunch, ya?"
"K, bye babe." As I reach up to peck him on the lips he pretends he didn't notice and turns to his friends and runs off, leaving my dumbfounded as to why he avoided me. I walked into the doors of Hell and when I say that I'm popular, I mean everyone makes way for me kind of popular. And then I say to myself, "Only if they knew".
"Well Hello Ms. Pinston." Mr. James said, he's my favorite teacher, Art.
I replied, "I finished yesterday's assignment a little early and I can turn it into you this afternoon."
"That would be fine Ms. Pinston, Thankyou." He walked away and back into the class room, which I spent after school art classes in on Tuesdays.
And then I heard the most annoying voice there is in this school and turn around as I recieved a Comment. "Hey Pigs Ton, how's that pregnancy coming?" Sam asked and her crew behind her snickered at her retarded comment as she smirked at me.
"YA who's the baby- daddy? Huh who is it?" Another one of her Plastic Barbies say. I sigh as I walk to my locker, and of course they follow me.
And then again Sam's annoying voice went through my ears. "What? No smart come backs today Pigs Ton?" They all snickered again and I asked myself, "How do they find that funny?"
I decided to speak up. "No, It's pointless to make fun of you, because you'll just take the rest of the day to figure it out." My old friend, Abby smirked but then quickly covered it with a frown as Sam looked like she was fuming out of the ears.
"I feel my personality taking a dull shade of grey when I talk to you." She stated and I stood there watching them smirk with a bored expression etched onto my face. I decided to just say something to make her pissed.
"Hmm, well Bozo the clown called me, he wants to know why all of you stole his look." Sam looked at me her, expression would be steam coming out of her ears if that could happen. And suddenly she was standing in front of me and her hand connected with my cheek. It stung and I didn't like being slapped.
"That'll teach you a lesson, you little bitch. Why don't you go eat some trash because that's all you seem to talk, Pigs Ton.
*DING DING DING*
There was the school bell. Sam and her Barbies walked away, as I grabbed my stuff out my locker with most likely a red hand print across my face. Off to my first class, Journalism.
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"Okay, class that's all for today, I'll see you tomorrow have a good rest of the day." Mrs. Lester said as everyone was closing notebook and putting away writing utencils. I heard foot steps from behind and glanced to see Luke watching me. I turned around after getting my stuff.
"Hey, when you came in there was a red mark on your face, Are you okay? Did someone hurt you?" He questioned me.
"No, Luke I'm fine really, just Sam and her Barbies making their usual insults." I sighed as he hugged me and we walked out of the room, as he moved his arm down to my waist. "You go on without me, I will be right there." I said thinking about what I'm hiding right now inside almost bursting at the seams.
"Are you sure?" He asked and glanced at my wrist doubtfully. He then turned me around and kissed me, and I think I felt relief but he pulled away and said, "Don't".
I strutted away towards the girl's bathroom checking to see the razor blade in my back pocket along with my phone. I know he said to not do this, but I know I deserve this right now, It feels right, I thought as I walked into the bathroom and into a stall locking the door behind me. There was a mirror in this stall and I watched my hand pull out the razor blade from a pencil sharpener.
A sob escaped my lips as I slit my arm after rolling my sleeve up. It was one of the deep ones, that bled for a long time and left a prominent scar. I sat down and began silently crying and I knew I wouldn't last the rest of the day, so I ran out of the bathroom stall. I walked out the bathroom hiding my face and went outside to my car.
I drove to my special place. The little meadow behing a recording studio across the street surrounded by trees. I sat on a tree stump and thought about what everyone else's life would be like without me here.
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Hey guys, OMG poor Sky :( And what the hell is Luke hiding. I hate the Plastic Barbies at my school, good thing Sky hasn't turned into one of them. Next chapter ill have Harry's P.O.V. VOTE AND COMMENT!!!
The gif is a clip from the movie Cyberbu//y, and is also Sky's character. ~~Moey<333
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