my friend, barron.

new beggings

A/n-  before i start this story out i'm going to explain some things.... i never have supported trump and never will. i'm simply doing this cause for some reason barron hits different. he seems so lonely and i may or may not have a crush on him. sorry for waisting time let's start the story!! also, if you can't donate to help support the black lives matter movement keep in mind their is still many petitions you can sign.

(didn't proof read)

y/n pov:
i was at school just like any other day of mine. i've always had many friends growing up. i wasn't THE most popular i was just somewhere in the middle. i mainly stuck around just my friends group.

Kayla: y/n?? y/n? you ok?

i snap out of my thoughts and look up.

y/n: oh sorry i was just uhm thinking about this weekend i guess

kayla: yeah you tend to do that a lot. anyways, can you walk me home today? my mom will be working late and i get bored walking alone so.

y/n: yeah of course

she nods and we continue doing our work that the teacher assigned us for the weekend.

~time skip~ kayla and i we're almost to her house. once we got there we said our goodbyes and i continued walking my way. it was all ok until i got a call from my dad. my dad wasn't the best dad. he got home late, got drunk 24/7 he hits me a lot but i don't tell anyone about it.

~the call~
y/n: h-hey dad what's up....
dad: y/n what the fuck, where are you?!!
y/n: i'm sorry dad i was walking kayla home she didn't feel safe

*more like i just wanted more time away from being away from my so call dad but whatever*

dad: get the fuck home i don't care what you were doing.
y/n: ok dad i get it. i'll be home in about 20 minutes.

he hung up the phone and i just rolled my eyes. after about 20 minutes of walking i walked up to my front door. i stood their for about 5 minutes then opened the door and walked in. i took off my shoes and set my backpack on floor and went to the fridge to get a glass of water. i poored the water in the cup and drank it till my dad came in.

i smiled at him but he gave me a disgusted look.

y/n: hi dad...
dad: what took you so long to get home??
y/n: like i said over the phone... i walked kayla home cause she didn't feel safe walking home by herself dad.
dad: don't go and get attitude with me. did you do your chores and shit?
y/n: i litterally just got home b-

before i could finish what i was going to say he got up and slapped me. specifically on my left check. my eyes got watery. i could tell that he could give to less shits. i was about to say somthing but he then said somthing before i could reach my breath.

dad: go clean your room,bathroom and basement. i don't want to see you for the rest of the night.

i nodded and walked upstairs feeling a pain in my throat from trying not to cry. my 14 year old self was weaker than most- by werner i mean, i'm very emotional, i'm pretty quiet but at the same time i really like to talk to people. i walked to the bathroom and started cleaning so my dad wouldn't hit me.

i washed the sink and then went to my room and looked in my tall mirror. i took off my shirt and stood their in my bra. i was always very insecure about how i looked. never met expectations, not good enough. most night i would cry myself to sleep. i was about to hop in my bed till i herd my dad come upstairs. i put my shirt back on and pretended i was cleaning. he walked in standing at my door with a mad, angered look on his face.

dad: give me your phone

i hesitated but it looked like he was about to hit me so i rushes to get my phone and gave it to him softly.

dad: you can have it tomorrow morning when we wake up. go to bed now

y/n: dad it's only 8PM please can i stay up...

dad: no, i don't care. go the fuck to sleep and don't bother me.

i closed the door as soon as he got out and went downstairs. i got under the cover not even changing, i hated my life so much. i'm tired of this shit. i want change.

i slowly started to doze off thinking about what might happend tomorrow at school.

~time skip~ i woke up randomly. i opend my curtain slightly and looked outside to see that it was dark out. i looked at my ipad to check the time cause my dad had took my phone. i only slept for about 4 hours. i put a hoodie on and opend my door very quietly. i walked in the hallway and peeped open my fathers door to see him fast aleep on his need with a bottle of beer in his left hand. i rolled my eyes and went back in my room. i put up the hood on my hoodie and opend my window and hopped on the roof cause my roof was right next to my window. i closed the window and walked to the edge of the roof and carefully jumped off of it and landed on my trampoline.

i hopped off my trampoline and started walking. on the street.  all i did was think about life, there really was no point in sneaking out. i kept my lane as the cars drove by.  i walk to the park cause why not. my life couldn't get anymore shitter. i was about to go sit on MY bench that i always sit at but instead i see a shadow. the shadow seemed tall, big. maybe an adult? or a teenage? i couldn't really tell.

a/n: holy shit this has like 1000+ words. but that's what i'm going to try and do so💀
i don't think anyone will really read this but it's worth a shot.