My eyes flutter open to the beautiful sound of erika and mom yelling at eachother in the kitchen. It was probably over some stupid shit like normal. I sit up and swing my legs ver the side of hte bed and walk downstars. I was already in my norma lschool attire. My blue skinny jeans, white tank top, and my black boots.
"SOME GUY CAME HERE LOOKING FOR YOU! YOU DONT SEE A PROBLEM WITH THAT!?" mom yelled.
"NO YOU FUCKING BITCH." erika yelled back.
"HE WAS FUCKING 60 YEARS OLD GOD YOUR SUCH A FUCKING SLUT. YURE NOT MY DAUGHTER." Mom yelled.
"Mam can I please just get a waffle." I say.
"SHUT UP WILLOW." Erika yelled.
"DONT TALK TO YOUR SISTER THAT WAY." Mom yelled.
"Okay well while you two ar arguing im gonna go have a cigerette." I say.
"NO SMOKING IN THIS HOUSE." Mom yells.
"Tell that to the girl that smokes some guys dick every sunday night while youre working at the strip club." I say.
"YOU MAKE IT SOUND LIKE IM SOME FUCKING WHORE I JUST WORK AT THE BAR!" Mom continues to yell.
"Yeah, sure. But we all know you get that dick from tme to time." I say back.
"IM A LESBIAN I DONT LIKE DICK." She yells.
"Whatever." I say, walking out the house.
I walk to school, walking past all the popular kids that id honestly like to punch. They say there rude comments as I walk by. I walk to homeroom and sit down. My teacher comes over to me and starts yelling at me about som shit i did. I pay no attention to it and put out my ciggerette on the desk. SHe goes silent hen yells at me to get out. So I do. As i walk down the hallway, I see him. Standing at about 6 feet tall, taned skin, darrk heair, dark eyes. He was everything I could ask for in a guy. And then I saw him go over to his girlfriends locker. Patricia, that bitch hated me since i came out my bitch ass mothers womb.
As I walk by them Patricia looks at me and says, "Look everyone its our local school shooter!" She cackles like a dying cow.
"Yeah, so you better watch out." I saw back.
"Oh please, if you ever got a gun the first thing youd do is shoot yourself." She says.
"Thats not nice Patty..." Her boyfriend says.
"Oh shut up Kyle, no one cares." SHe says.
"FUck you, go chocke on a rotten cock and croak." I say to her.
"Stupid bitch, go get a normal hair color." She says at my lavender colored hair.
I push kyle away as I walk up to her, i grab her by her collar and slam her inot the lockers. Everyone around is watching in fear.
"Listen up bitch, If you keep fucking with me your finna need more than some petty ass plastic surgen." I growl.
"Let me down you half assed Chloe Price!" She yells at me.
I swing my arm back and punch her straight in the face, blood trickles down from her nose as her face begins to bruise more and more as i punch her. Eventually i feel myself being lifted off of her, i havent even noticed how the world went silent for me. I punch whoever is picking me up in the dick and run. I make it out the school and run all the way home. I swing the door open to see mom and erika STILL arguing.
"WHat the fuck happened to you?? You look more desheveled than two rats humping in a sock." ERika says.
"I beat the fuck outta Patricia." I say.
"EXCUSE YOUR MOUTH!?" Mom yells.
"Hell yeah, ive been wanting to beat that fucking cunt for years." ERika says.
"BOTH OF YOU GO TO YOUR ROOMS!" mom yells.
Erika starts yelling at her again, but I go up to my room cause thats where I wanted to go anyways. I lay down on my bed, pull out a lighter and blunt from under my bed and light it. I take a smoke, and watch the smoke rise up. I turn my head and look out the window. I stand up and walk into my bathroom and pull down my sleeve. I begn to carve into my arm like i usually do, making illegable cuts as blood beins to pool onto my floor. When im done, i stitch up my arm and clean up the mess on my floor and go downstairs for a snack. I notice the house is so quiet you could hear a pin drop. I shrug it off and get a snack from the fridge. Then i notice that erika and mom are outside talking to some old guy, probably someone wantig erika to suck their dick. It happened a lot.
I cant take this life anymore. But I put up with it. Weed helps me calm down a lot. Maybe mom needs a hit. Shes always fucking yelling, bitch is making me deaf. SO is erika. All they do is argue, and they wonder why im fucked up. I sigh and go back up stairs nd eat my snack, soon falling asleep in my bed. What a day.
