The Fallen

1st day back

TW:binding, censored cussing, bullying, mentions of alcohol, abuse, depression? Anxiety, my writing. If I missed something please tell me.

Pov-???
I wake up to my alarm blaring at me my body sore my eyes heavy and my cat on my face.

I gently pick the cat up off my face and place them on my lap petting them as I turn off my alarm and try to take in my surroundings.

The cats name is Mia, I found her trapped under a box in an alleyway, she was skinny and hurt and all alone. Let's just say we had a lot in common. I took her in fed her and took care of her and now she's my best friend. She is black with completely white eyes and a scar behind her left ear, though I have no clue how she got it, she is blind aswell. My parents don't know about her. If they did she would be dead or worse.

I heave myself out of bed purposefully avoiding my mirror. I don't need to see myself to know I'm a hideous mess.

I grab random items of clothing knowing they match cause basically everything I own is a shade of black.
I grab my duck tape and tightly wrap my imperfections to my body so they are restricted and can't move and throw a massive baggy hoodie over the top. I quickly apply my makeup covering all my flaws to the best of my ability and sneak downstairs.

I turn to go to the kitchen and spot my what I'm supposed to call dad passed out drunk on the sofa. To be honest he probably just got home from being out all night drinking and sleeping with other women.

I silently make my way to the kitchen grab my bag and stuff a slice of bread and orange in my bag for lunch, even though I probably won't eat them anyway and leave with my stuff.

I pull out my phone and headphones which are the only valuable things I own, the rest either sold, broken or lost.

I put on my music, I choose my 'why do I have to exist' playlist and walk to the bus stop.

I don't know why I do this to myself everyday but I do. I wait for the bus, dreading the events that are destined to happen once inside.

-----tiny time skip to when the bus arrived brought to you by "FALSEHOOD"(your my friend if you know this)----

The bus pulled up and I got on with my head down and quickly find a seat by a window with no one sat near it.
My music blasting at max volume.

The bus ride was quiet for the most part until...

"HEY FREAK"
I hear the familiar voice of the lead *sshat of the school, Joseph.

I put my valubles in a safe place after turning them off but decide it's probably best to keep quiet, I'm hoping that if I keep to myself they will leave.

I was wrong.

"HEY IM TALKING TO YOU, CREEP"
again I remain silent

He grabs me and throws me to his mates. How does the driver not notice, Seriously?

I get punched square in the face. I can feel blood dripping down my face from my nose. Great.
I get another to the gut, head, leg and throat. I feel amazing right now.
The bus reaches school and they drop my beaten body to the floor.

I pick myself off the ground and limp to the bathroom trying not to vomit.

I reach the bathroom and wash my face with water and re-apply my makeup.
I grab my bag and head to class.

Today is such a good day.

I reach my class 5 minutes late and take a deep breath as I open the door.

"Ms.Moon, your late. Not a good way to begin the term" my teacher sighs as I make my way to my seat at the back of the class.

This happens every year. I go to class sit by myself and be a loser and a freak. I never had friends and I'm too anxious to approach people, and anyway I'm the freak of the school.

I tune out the teacher as I doodle in my sketch book. I do this for the entire lesson until I feel a pain in my back.
Fantastic.

I ignore it due to the fact I can do nothing about it anyway.

The day goes on as normal while the pain in my back increases.

Finally, the bell rings signalling the start of lunch.

I pick up my stuff and slowly head out while the teacher reminds us of homework and stuff.

Once in the hallway I make my way to my locker.

Unfortunately I don't make it.

I'm slammed into the lockers as I'm insulted and beaten. They release me and I curl into a ball on the floor as they kick and stamp on me.

They eventually get bored of making me suffer and walked off to god knows where.

I make my way to the bathroom for the second time that day and repeat the process. After I try to eat but only manage a bite of bread before the bell rang signalling last period.

I go to the class where the teacher calls register before going on about some random rubbish.

-----time skip to almost end of lesson, by "I am the walrus"(anybody getting these?)------

We were packing up when something the teacher said caught my attention

"Tommorow a new student will be joining us and I need one of you with they're classes to show them around."

I shrink into myself.
Don't pick me. Dont pick me. NOT ME

My thoughts are interrupted by the teacher.

"-- you have those classes right can you show them around?"

DANG IT

"Yes miss" I mumble

And with that the bell rang and I trudged out the door.

As I began the long walk home I began to panic. What if I screw up? What if he hates me and changes schools?

As I'm drowning in my thoughts I walk straight (gay) into the most gorgeous human I have ever seen.

My brain goes haywire and I'm sent into a gay panic. I decide that the best thing to do is run.

I bolt it all the way home.

When I reach my house I'm gasping for air. I quietly open the door to find no one is there. Thankfully.

My father figure is and abusive alcoholic. He blames me for what happened to my mum. She died when I was born her body couldn't take the strain of producing a mistake as deformed as me. He beat me and took all his emotions out on me.

I go to my room and lock the door. I lay there staring at the ceiling as Mia climbs on my stomach and paws at me.

She's hungry.

I go down and get some fish and cheese from the fridge and gave it to her.

The front door opened and slammed shut as I Locked the door to my room.

Yay he's back.

I here stomping as he storms up the stairs and bangs on the door demanding I open it.

I do as told knowing I will only get it worse if I don't.

He storms in and punches me to the ground. He grabs my hoodie and takes it off along with my shirt and ripped the tape from my skin. My deformities now free and at his mercy.  He grabs them and pulls ripping a handful of feathers from my battered additions. He continues to beat me till he finishes his beer and smashing it over my head.

Black dots dance in my vision as the world goes dark and I fall unconscious into a dreamless void.

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Hey I'm back with a bang I reached about 1300 words and I'm so proud. I will try to update but this took me hours to write and it's currently 10 minutes to 11pm as I finish. AND credit for the art goes to one of my best friends DatQueerKid  they are an amazing artist and you should go check them out cause they are awesome.
The time skips Come from a YouTube series called sanderssides by thomas sanders so I take no credit for them I don't want to get in trouble.
Anyways.
Stay cool my depressed noodles
PEACE OUT
A💙🖤