Scared to live

Chapter 1 Thunder end.

Angel PO.
(Thunder roars)

I sat in my room alone with the blinds closed and curled in the corner to myself on one end of my bedroom. Leaning my head into my legs, Crying my eyes into my arms that stung from the tears trailing down my cuts, though I do not care for the pain.

I looked up at the door and could hear pops yelling "he's a disgrace." And "I wanted my son to be a leader!, and all his mother gave me a was a GODDAMN DRAG ACT!" From downstairs. My father yelled at uncle Marco all night. My sister was trying to calm him down,
but he just pushed her away every time.

But that was my sister, always trying to balance the situation, especially when she went against my father's authority.

I could not take the hate anymore, the heartbreak, and all the fucking disgrace dad gave me.

But nuggets came over, my pet pig, who's the most gorgeous thing I have. Y'know something, pigs are pretty smart, their like cats and dogs more than you think, because always how you feel.

I needed to cloud my mind with something to ease the pain for one night. I put nuggets on my bed while I stood up and walked into the bathroom,took out my secret stash from behind the toilet, taking out one vile of OxyContin, three grams of marijuana, one ounce of brownstone wrapped in a loincloth, three vices of cocaine, and my favourite,
Angel dust.

So I took one OxyContin and a line of coke.
after I was done, I looked in the mirror too see my god awful complexion. My eyes felt they had done dropped and were black around the sides, my lips were white as if  my lips were dry, one started to dial black, and finally one of my eyes were bloodshot. I open my mirror to take out my makeup that I hid in the first aid bag. I coated my cheeks, coated my lip with a light shade of pink and finally fixed my eyebrows.

Everything looked pretty again and Evan made me smile.

But then I heard footsteps start raging upstairs towards my room. I sealed my makeup kit, and hid my drugs in the toilet again.

I began sitting myself on the bed next to nuggets my pet pig. But then my father stormed in. He opened the door, barged in and slammed it behind him.

"Why the fuck you so quiet up here!"

He had been drinking, could smell the scotch on his stupid polo

I replied

"I'm just sitting with piggly."

He started to make me shiver

"what the fuck"

he said

"I told you, just now! Not to wear that makeup again!"

"It's my body asshole!"

He walked in closer and said

"are you doing that shit again."

"No"

I said

"yes you are, I can see it under your nose! And your right eye is bloodshot! I don't believe you! Every time I send you to get clean You come back and your on it again worse then before! Your mother couldn't stand to look at you for 2 fucking minutes!"

I filled with fury when he mentioned mom and said "maybe she'd still be here if you were quick enough coward!"
He got in closer then started pushing me hard into the wall and said

"you are such a flaw in my life! I give you everything and you shit on it! Right in FRONT! Of me! With all this drag shit! Your nothing but a damn junkie!"