'When you try your best but you don't succeed, when you get what you want, but not what you need, when you feel so tired, but you can't sleep, stuck in reverseeee'
The words danced around my head as I quietly drew in my room. I was trying so hard to distract myself from the commotion downstairs. They were argueing, again. They argue more than they talk.
I couldn't though, their words kept getting past my earphones, so I could hear every awful word they were saying. I hated it. I hated it so much. It was like this every night. I just can't do it. I had to get out.
I grabbed my iPod and phone, and crept over to my window. I flung it open, slowly climbing out onto the balcony, as not to make any sudden noise that might indicate I'm sneaking out. I did this all the time, so I knew what I was doing. No noises, be back by midnight, and they won't notice I'm gone at all.
I supposedly had a great life, my mum would always tell me. I always had food on my plate, clothes to keep me warm, a roof over my head. But it never felt right. Like I wasn't supposed to have a good life. I hated it. I hated having my parents breathing down my take constantly, hardly ever giving me time to myself. This is why I'd sneak out, I only wanted to be alone. Just for a little while
I walked down the empty alleyway, my auburn hair being pushed back by the faint breeze, and into my favourite place. The abandoned train station. I loved it here. It was so peaceful. I could just sit here for hours. I pulled out my phone, checking the time. 19:30. Good, I have plenty of time. I walked over to the bridge that towered above the railroad tracks. I hauled myself up, making myself cosy just at the end. 5 hours. I could sit here forever if no one would notice I was gone. I got out my iPod, and lost myself within the music...
'Huh.. wait, whats going on, where am I?' I thought to myself as a cold breeze hit my face. Oh yeah. The bridge. I checked the time. Shit! 12:30am. Oh god I was going to be in trouble if I didn't get home soon. I jumped off the bridge, landing in a cat like fashion. I brushed any dirt that might have gotten on me. Something feels different. I feel like someone's watching me. I turned around, coming face to face with a pair of deep emerald eyes.
'WHAT THE F-' I cried out, just before a gloved hand clamped over my mouth.
'Shh!' A male voice hissed at me 'Do you want people to hear?!'
I shook my head. I figured it would be better, if he was going to kill me, he'd do it quickly, and if I made little noise, it wouldn't be so bad.
'Are you going to kill me?' My question coming out as a raspy gasp.
He laughed. What was so funny about that? I thought it'd be a serious question. He did look rather suspicious afterall. No one looks normal in all black clothes and a bandana tied around his mouth.
'No.. No. I'm not going to kill you..' He gasped, trying to catch his breathe.
'Well I don't find it very fu-' I was cut off by his hand clamping over my mouth again. He'd somehow managed to take his glove off while he was laughing. His hand smelt odd. Like paint. I pulled his hand off my mouth 'What the hell was that?' I snapped at him, giving him a light shove.
'Well it shut you up' He mumured.
'You're so rude! I'm leaving' I spat, storming off in the other direction, towards my alleyway.
'Wait!' I heard from behind me. I spun around, yet again coming face to face with him.
'Meet me here tomorrow, at 7:30? Please?' He asked.
All these thoughts rushed through my head. Some telling me that I should, That I should find out more about this boy, he seemed so mysterious, it just drew me in. But then again that he could mean trouble....
'O..Okay..' I stuttered, dashing off in the other direction making sure to get home before anyone could notice...
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I feel like your all silently judging my because I feel like I can't actually write. Bummer.
The chapters are going to get considerably longer, I just wanted a small main character introduction and what not. yay, introducing fictional people!
-Helena
