HEARTLESS

Home Sweet Home

Lillith's POV:

My nausea only worsened as I slowly wanted back home, past the houses, park, elementary school, and convince store. Usually I'd go into the local corner store for a sucker and a cream soda, but I had almost vomited three times already.

I hadn't eaten much today besides a bowl of cereal and a apple, but I was completely empty after throwing up in the girls washroom.

'Fuck you, dad.' I cursed, ever since he almost killed me I got so nervous in front of older men, and after feeling to overwhelmed today I threw up.

I reached my house and walked up the long steps to the door. If mom actually cared she would've picked me up from school, but she loved her other kids from a non murderer husband.

Once inside I walked to the kitchen and grabbed a piece of pizza from last night, eating it on the counter. Practically gobbling it up.

My half sister Ruth walked in and stared at me disgusted. "You gonna chew that fatass?" She asked snickering.

I stopped eating, feeling like shit from her comment. "Guess not." I mumbled looking down at my greasy fingers.

"I should hope not, you dont wanna get fatter do you?" She questioned taking the rest of the pizza out of my hand and throwing it away, then walked into the living room. Her short golden blonde hair swaying back and forth.

I jumped down off the counter and walked up the stairs to my room in the attic.

I had the room to myself since mom said I needed 'alone time' but thats her way of telling me to stay away from her new life.

My room was pink and decorated like it was from the 90's. I liked it, it was cute. I slumped down on my bed and wanted to sink into it. But my mom walked in, without nocking.

"You're allowed to knock y'know." I said passive aggressively.

"Sorry hon, me, your dad and the kids are going out tonight for dinner." She said sitting down on my bed "You can eat leftover pizza if you're hungry." She touched my hand.

I snatched my hand away. 'The kids. You're dad.' First of all I'm your kid too and he's not my dad.

"Thanks so much for thinking about inviting me mom." I grumbled letting all the hate seem into my voice.

"Honey its just that we don't have enough money-"

"Bullshit mom. You and Mark make over a million a year. You just think I'm not good enough to be seen with you and your other family." I snarled.

My mother looked hurt. But she'd hurt me more than she'd ever admit. After she left my dad and I got stabbed she blamed him for it. Even though she cheated on my real dad and had kids with him while still married. My dad took it out on me, he went crazy. It was my mothers fault.

"You are so disrespectful you know that Lily?" She spat back as she stood and death glared me.

"Don't ever call me that!" I stood up and screamed at her "Get the hell out of my room!" I pointed at my door.

She rushed out mumbling things under her breath. I slammed the door shut in anger.

Lily. That name haunted me. My dad used to calk me that. I hated that name.

Anger bubbled up inside me. Of all the things my mom could at least remember you'd think she'd maybe not call me that fucking name.

"I hate this fucking family!" I shouted.

My older half brother opened the door slightly "Don't worry we hate you too lily." He smirked then ran down the stairs.

"That fucking name." I whispered.

***

I fell asleep. Dreaming of getting stabbed again. I woke up in the middle of the night, in a cold sweat. I got out of bed and walked to my mirror, lifted my white satin dress to look at my scars.

Five nasty scars placed on my stomach and upper chest. I ran my finger over them, and stared crying.

After the stabbing I was pronounced dead. But I woke up soon after, nobody was in my room. I thought I really had died. Until my step dad came in and saw me, he called my mother in to see me. She was a crying mess.

And after I got to go home they never found him. And starting my freshman year my best friend molly disappeared. Everyone said I killed her, then my other best friend Angel left me because she thought I was being an attention whore.

I had lost it all. My family, almost my life, my best friends. I felt so alone, still do even though I have Syd.

The bullying got worse when I accidentally hurt Angel, and shed broken her arm during the high school play, freshman year.

I walked back to my bed and laid down to sleep. Hoping tomorrow will be better.

A/N:
I hope you liked this chapter!! I had so much fun writing it! I have big plans for this book, things are going to get a lot more dramatic! Stay tuned! Remember to vote and comment!!💖💖