Alex Ravenwood, 17 years old and goes to high school...like ever typical boy does..but here's the thing...he gets bullied and abused by his classmates and even some of the teachers...but when he's at home...things get a lot worse..he gets beaten and...
Hi the names Alex....Alex Ravenwood.. I live with my mom and step-dad, because my real one decided to leave me when my mom was pregnant with me......fucking asshole...Anyways after that great event happened I obviously never saw him again. Mom said he moved away which some chick of his, probably living a good life...but 7 years later my mom died with Lung Cancer, she didn't tell me which was pretty dumb....but I mean I could see why, because you don't want your 7 year old kid crying about whatever happened because, back then I never knew what lung cancer was..so I had no use in crying about something I didn't know existed. But ya so now it's just me and my step-dad...
5:30 am Monday
I groan as I wake up from my sleeping chamber also known as my beautiful bed.
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(Bedroom pic is here ^) My bedroom was small of course cause I mean I'm the only one sleeping in it and going inside of my room so there really was no point into getting a big ass bed for just one person. My room of course considered of your basic stuff like a bed,nightstand,lamps,closet,dressers etc.
I truly do love my bed like it's my child and I can't leave it alone, but sadly since I'm a teenager I have to abandon my bed until 3:30 because school likes to put its ass in my face and ruin my sleep.
I roll outta bed(literally) and land on the floor on my back. "Ugh fuck me...why did I do that". I get up off the floor and walk to my dresser to grab my towel on top of it. Then I walk to the bathroom which is built into my room which I'm quite happy about because I get my personal space...if ya know what I mean ;). (Fuck that was cringe...moving on). I open the door and walk in I then put my towel on the toilet seat, cause it's closer to the shower.
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My bathroom is quite beautiful. It's got a checkered marble floor, it's small like me so I don't really need much space cause I'm the only person that comes in here anyways.
I strip out of my pj pants and my boxers and turn the water on waiting for it to get hot. (Cause your sister lovin them hot showers..)
I watch as I see steam coming from the shower which means it's hot. I walk into the shower and shut the shower door before I start cleaning myself(hygiene is important kids👍🏼). I grab my vanilla shampoo and squirt it into my hand. I start cleaning my hair away from the water so it can stay in my hair until I clean my body.
1 hour later
I get out of the shower smelling like vanilla because it smells pretty nice. I grab my towel and wrap the soft velvet fabric around my waist and walk back into my room and search for clothes cause I'm picky at what I want to wear.
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(This is what he'll wear but without the jacket)
I throw on some Calvin boxers and then search for my clothes and throw on a black t-shirt with ripped black jeans and white shoes. I walk back into the bathroom brush my teeth and play with my hair until I look decent and presentable to the human society. I make my way back into my room, grab my phone and my black backpack and jog outta my room to see my step dad on the couch with beer bottles all over the floor. I live in a nice home but probably the only two non-clean places in the house are the living room and my step dads bedroom(since mom died). He would usually hit me.
Flashback
I accidentally stepped on a beer bottle when I was walking downstairs on the first day of school and I was slapped across the face for it. I looked up and I saw my stepdad Richard looking at me with bloodshot eyes and the smell of beer was off his tongue and onto my face. I fucking hated it so much how he'd get really close to me like that. I tried to move but then got another slap again and this time it hurt a lot more than the first.
Flashback ended
Ever since that dad he's never been the same, all I could see from those eyes we're the hurt and pain of loneliness because he lost someone I also lost my mom but ever since then he would always hit me, like not with much force but only for it to sting but it wouldn't be visible to the human eyesight. I continued my way into the kitchen to get a cup of coffee and an apple.
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(What Alex's kitchen looks like^)
My kitchen has the same flooring as my bathroom but other than that it has its normal stuff that is needed in every kitchen. I make my cup of coffee but I decided to be nice and my Richard some as well cause I'm a good son :) . I walk into the living room and place the cup on the coffee table while writing a note on a sticky note and putting in next to the coffee before I grab my car keys and house keys and head out. I walk over to my Jeep and open the door and hoped in. I shut the door and put the key in the ignition and pulled outta the driveway and on my way to hell.
IM SORRY IF THIS WAS REALLY LONG AND VERY CRINGE...... my grammar fucking sucks ass so I'm sorry... ;(
