Alone

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Once again coming home from school to my drunk father passed out on the couch. He didn’t even remember my name when I opened the door.

“Get me more drinks, kid” my father aggressively shouted

That’s all he’s ever said to me. Never had I once heard him say, “I love you.” At least not for the past couple of years.

 So I ran up to my room afraid of what he was capable of doing to me, I had locked myself in my room which is probably going to be the same routine every day afterschool.

 I sat there and found out how to interest myself… it was probably not the best or healthiest thing that I have done before but it was the only thought I had come to my mind… the only thought that was depending on me to do. So I rolled up my sleeve and carefully took a razor to glide smoothly across the surface of my wrist. I watched the blood flow slowly down my arm. As my tears covered my face.

 Again I had no one with me, no one there for me, no one to comfort me, or to tell me to do better I was… Alone.

 All of a sudden I heard my phone buzz. I reached over to get it. It was Mia.

Mia: hey u wanna meet up with me and some guys later??

Me: where?

Mia: we can go to the woods near my house I’ll bring a bottle 

Me: a bottle for what?

Mia: spin the bottle silly what did u think it was for?

Me: oh suree I guess I can come how many more people will be there?

Mia: just me u and 2 guys

Me: what guys???

Mia: chill just my boyfriend nick and his friend, jake he’s cute too don’t worry

Me: fine I’ll be there so should I come to ur house first

Mia: yah come over at 7

Me: okay!

I hope this is going to end ok. I don’t even know these people. This may be kind of awkward.

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 It’s now 6:45 so I made sure that I wore a long sleeve sweatshirt to cover my bruises.

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 When I got to Mia’s the boys were already there. Her mom greeted me with a hug and a kiss. It was kind of awkward. So Mia shouted to her mom that we were leaving now. Her mom asked where we were off too. Mia answered, “does it matter!” I thought to myself finally for once didn’t feel quite alone. I felt happier.

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Comment: sorry it's short. but i hope you all like it!

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