School was an entire mess. I can't explain everyhing that happened, but I'm never going back. I slam the front door open and complain everything to my dad.
"You're going back," he grins. "Over my dead body," I sarcastically grin back at him. My backpack slugs off my shoulder like molasses as I climb up the stairs. Once I fall into my room, I flop on the beanbag seats next to my bed. I pulled open the drawers under my bed and grabbed my journal.
November 23
I swear you're my only friend.
That's literally all I could write today. I wasn't motivated to write at all, but my therapist says, "It helps release stress." She's a liar because I still feel stressed. I put my hands on my head, scrunching my hair. Living was a pain.
My bedroom door flies open and I scramble to organize my mind. I jump up and scream out of surprise as my stomach explodes into fireworks. My stepmother, Jaynie, walks in all preppy like she's back in highschool. She glares at me, then my journal. "What are you doing?" "Nothing Jaynie. At least nothing you need to know," My eyes stab her. "You want to have an additude with me Leonie? I can show you what an additude will get you," her harsh voice overpowers my confidence and I cower into the wall. "Dad! Why do you love this?!" I scream loud enough so he can hear me. I start hearing his footsteps rush up the stairs and Jaynie speeds over to me to brush her fingers in my hair. When he reaches my room, he sighs with a black spatula in his hands. "I was just thinking of all the cute things we could do with her hair, you know, since she only wears it down these days," she smiles sweetly. "Well Jaynie, I only like it down. There's nothing wrong with it in my mind," I speak through clenched teeth.
"You should get use to calling her mom now, Leo..." My dad mumbles, still standing at my door. "Why should I? She's not my mother, and she sure doesn't act like it." Blue strands of hair covered my face and I blew them away. My dad sighed and walked Jaynie downstairs for dinner. I followed.
On the way down the stairs, she looked at me and mouthed "Go kill yourself, you useless brat."
I laughed creepily while I stuck up my middle finger at her.
I hated her.
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Maciey
Ficção Adolescente♥This is my first book supporting LGBT♥ Leonie fell in love. She fell quickly too. Maciey was beautiful. Red-headed and quirky, Leo would do anything in the world for her.
