the boy with the blue shoes

part 1

one minute you could feel like you're life is complete, you could have everything; money, family, friends, when you know you have this moment. cherish it. because before you even know it's begun it's already ended. i has that once, that one fulfilled moment when i thought i had everything, but before i knew it i was in hospital and wishing my brother would be okay. unfortunately he had stage 4 cancer and sadly passed a few days later. then my life went to shit. my parents started having problems so they split up, leaving me with my dad, who turned to alcohol and began to become abusive. i'm glad it's just me and not leo or tilly. i couldn't bear to see anyone else like this.

i got up quietly and went for a wash. i got dressed into my school uniform and my same old blue shoes, i didn't have any other ones, they were the only ones that still fitted me. they didn't really resemble a blue anymore, it was more of a greyish colour. i wear them everywhere but nobody notices. i waited on my phone, my old iphone 6s, once it came to 8:15 i left my house, i saw my dad was laying passed out on the couch, i looked in his wallet and took a £20, that would last me about 7 weeks for lunches.

i got to school at 8:56, i was late, as usual. i got a little slip and went to my form. i gave my reg teacher the slip and went to sit down in my seat when some person walked past "can i speak to max mills please" they said as the poked their head into the room. i sighed and walked outside as she closed the door after me. "max the school has been keeping an eye on you and we feel like you should go speak to a councillor" she explained "what for" i asked leaning up against the wall, she shrugged "we just feel that you should" he said as i sighed "don't wanna" i said "well we just want you to have a think about it" she said and i went back inside "thanks" she quickly said to my teacher as she closed the door and i took my seat.

at break i went round the the trees where we all smoked. ash handed me a cig pack, i took it and took out one lighting it with harry's lighter. we didn't care if we had got caught because the teachers knew we did it and didn't really care.

the rest of the day flashed by, it was mostly getting in trouble, smoking and getting in a fight. i walked home with my friend, we separated at the park. i walked the rest of the way home by myself, scared of what would happen when i came home. i felt like my dad would hurt me, for taking his money. it's not even like i could give it back to him, i gave it to my friend who i owed money to.

i opened my front door and started walking to the stairs "MAX! is that you" my dad yelled through as he came stumbling through, i could tell he wasn't sober but wasn't drunk, he was somewhere in the middle. "did you take my 20 quid" he asked as he poked me with his finger. "no dad" i replied as i gulped. "YES YOU DID" he yelled as he smacked me across the face. "don't lie to me again" he said angrily and i nodded "okay" i nodded as i walked up the stairs.

i threw my bag down and furiously sat on my bed. i sighed and took out my phone. we did have any wifi but my dad didn't like me using it. i put my phone away and walked over to my drawers. i pulled open one of them and took out a little box. i opened the box and grabbed one of the joints that was inside. i took the lighter from the top of my desk and opened my window.

i sat on my outside window ledge and smoked the joint. i'm not addicted to cannabis i just smoke it occasionally, it helps with my dad and everything. i got it off some kid that i knew, he was about 20 and we were pretty good mates. i took a picture and posted it on my snapchat story and said 'someone meet'.

i went and met one of my friends at the nearby park. it was one of my best mates and he was always up for a laugh. "max" he shouted as we bro hugged "damn calm down ash" i laughed and he smiled. "sorry you know i'm just a bit high" i smiled a little.

"can i stay are yours tonight" i asked as we swung back and forth a little. "you can't stay the full night but you can stay till like 1" he said "well there's no point then is it" he said to me "i guess not" we laughed.

we didn't stay for much longer because he had to get back because his parents were going out so i just went away home. i walked into my house and closes the door sighing. "where have you been" my dad asked coming through from the living room "none of your business" i said as i started walking up the stairs but my dad pulled my ankle and pulled me back down. "where the fuck have you been" he asked me again and i could tell he was losing his temper "i'm no telling you" i said as i tried to push past him but he grabbed my arm and shoved me into the living room, i tripped over an empty beer bottle that my dad had left on the ground.

"i told you to tell me where the fuck you were" he spat as he started booting my stomach. he then started actually waking my body. after a few minutes he stopped and walked away out the door.