Can You Hear My Calls for help(re-done)

The Beginning

Izaya POV

Mommy screamed for us to hide and daddy slammed the door open. In his drunken state, he failed to notice my little sisters scurrying to the closet, but grabbed me by the neck. Mommy started crying when I started scratching at his hands to let go. He did let go; but not before saying, "Demons don't belong here." with that, he stomped out the door, never to be seen again. By us at least.

I looked back at my mom, just in time for her to slap me across the face. 

"You're father was right. You are nothing but a monster." From that day on, I was no longer the monster, instead my mother and two little sisters. The very people I constantly risked my life for, every day that my so-called 'father' came home from work or was drunk.

flashback end

I awoke with a start, sweat dripping into the very eyes that I had to come to hate over my years of being alive. Along with the very people in that memory, that I no longer remember what they looked like.

I get dressed a different outfit than usual today. A pair of ripped black skinny jeans, black high-top vans, and a large black 'Broken Promises' sweatshirt with roses on the sleeves. Deciding that I didn't want to style my hair today or put in my contact lenses, I threw on a beanie and grabbed my glasses as I walked out the door to Shinra's for more medication. 

As I walked to Ikuburo I got lustful stared from guys and stares of jealousy. That was until I turned and smiled at them. It changed in a matter of seconds, to a sneer and hate in their eyes. The very look that I had grown accustomed to, due to my 'mask'. I was smiling until the voices in my head started.

Useless. I know

Demon.  Not new.

Mistake. Again. Not new

putting in my earbuds, I start playing XXXTENTACION, and My Chemichal Romance, along with a band that I recently started listening to called BTS, a Korean boy-band.