The Darker Side Of Me!

Chapter 1 - New beginnings...

It was another bitter cold autumn morning when I woke, way too early to be awake. I didn't wake up naturally, to the lovely sound of birds tweeting in their nest's... nope... but to the sound of my mother's infernal screeching through my ears. She was just droning on and on and on, like a rusty old robot from a sci-fi movie. Oh GOD, it was easily the most agonising sound a teenaged girl ever heard. Moan, moan, moan for what seemed like forever. I just ignored her. I was far too tired to be up due the late night I had. Of course mum didn't know that I snuck out. I needed fresh air so went for a walk, on my own (as usual). So clearly I wanted to be left wrapped up in bed.

I supposed mum did have a pretty good reason to be yelling at me so early on a morning - it was the first day of the new school year and a new school altogether. I was already dreading it! New school, same old me. It was great being me... except for the fact that l no-one understood me. I'd never kept a friend. Ever! Because I was the strange 'emo' loner. The fact that I liked black didn't instantly scream 'emo'. People at my old school used to think I sat by myself all day slitting my wrists. Well, they could fuck off, they knew nothing.

I never had a boyfriend unlike all the sluts I left behind in Leeds - they probably all had chlamydia or something by now. Who needed a boyfriend anyway? Lads were nothing but trouble. I supposed they were good for getting 'down and dirty' with, although there was nothing a good vibrator couldn't do. Or fingers for those who couldn't afford it. I chuckled inside my head at the thought.

Yep, I was a Northern lass born and bred! Or a 'Northern Monkey' as the good people of olde London town called us. What a bunch of cunts!

What I wouldn't give to move back to Leeds again, at least there was a 'northern pride' there. My parents moved us to London for mums new job opportunity. She was a barrister and was offered a job in London's Crown Prosecution Service or CPS for those who couldn't be bothered. So... there we were!

Just as I was in mid-thought, I was blinded by a treacherous beam of blazing sunlight. My eyes were shut but I still had to close them tightly to block out the invading light. Obviously mum was getting increasingly impatient with me as she was screaming louder than ever. I was still ignoring her. I put my quilt over my eyes to shield them from the pain of early morning sun. I liked being beneath the sheets, the whole world seemed to be so far away. Sometimes I felt it was the only place that made sense to me. A place where I could be myself and nobody cared.

Of course, staying in bed wasn't an option for me with my mother on a rampage. I thought winter had come early due to a sudden coldness that ran wildly through my body. The fucking bitch stole my quilt! At that point I did get up, I squirmed on my bed and flung myself bolt upright.

"Fuck sake woman!" I screamed at my mother.

"This wouldn't happen if you got up on your own accord, Alexis Mae Lowther!" She screamed back, equally as fierce.

I started aggressively at her for using my full name. She knew it pissed me off, that's why she did it, plus, she was always nagging at me. The one thing you learnt about my mother - if you got her angry she turned into the incredible she-hulk. FACT!

I still glared at my mother, eyes narrowed.

"And don't give me that look, you piss me off too." She exclaimed. Huh... I guessed she knew me too well. She carried on moaning, "Why can't you be like your brother and sisters! I don't have to drag THEM out of bed, this is ridiculous. If they can get up, so can you!"

I rolled my eyes, I hated being compared to younger, yes younger siblings, "they're just freaks" I mumbled beneath my breath. I was so frustrated.

"What... I didn't hear that Alexis!"