When I was done I slowly made my way into my room and putting on the most covering clothes I had. I locked my door and made my way into my bed huddled under the covers staring at the door on high security.
I slowly fell asleep from how exhausted I was I heard the static of my walkie talkie and a voice coming through it "y/-...are...we..worried..." it was choppy as my brain didn't process the whole sentence, as I fell into unconsciousness.....
Present day
It's been a couple weeks since the dance and the.....incident, I haven't been able to go out for the longest time, I just started going out awhile ago. But I've been locking my self in my room everyday, running straight home after school. I just couldn't face anyone, even if they didn't really do anything I just felt like I disappointed everyone.
I've been having random outburst when I did see them, I've also been more paranoid than usual, always looking over my shoulder. Being on edge has taken a huge toll on me, physically, mentally and emotionally.
My uncle makes very often snide remarks towards me when he saw me, or I would hear him and his friends talking about me when I would lock myself in my room. It was once my secluded safe space but even my room doesn't feel like mine, nothing does. I feel like I lost control of everything, even myself.
Hearing the sound of void silence and screaming emptiness as I woke up to see the darkness of my room, looking over to my window I saw the subtle rise of the sun peaking through the cream white curtains. Laying on my side waiting to fully wake up, the deafening silence blasting against my eardrums.
With a fully functional brain, I slowly sat up exhaling a shaky tone. The weight of the floorboards creaked beneath my bare feet. The feel of the Oakwood against my feet sending a shivered shock through my b/s (body size) figure.
Opened the sliding door to my closet, my eyes scanned over the array of tops. My eyes locked on a baggy beige jumper with maroon, greens and blues striped horizontal lines, I tucked just the bottom hem of the jumper into mom jeans, I cuffed the ankles of the mom jeans slightly showing the red top of my socks and to finish it off I put on my white Adidas.
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Quietly Rushing into the bathroom after checking the clock on my side table, I didn't have alot of time, putting my h/c hair up in a high ponytail and teasing the front/bangs of my hair making it feathery.
Heading out of the bathroom I saw the rollerblades patiently waiting for me, I grabbed them and my bag, sneaking out of the window. I sat on the sidewalk, tieing the laces, placing my Adidas in my bag til' I got to school.
