B L I N D M E

chapter one

// chapter one //

Warning ⚠️: this includes cursing, drinking and smoking, and homophobic!

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God why do I have to move? If it wasn't for my alcoholic father, that abused my mother because she was hispanic and he was white, we wouldn't have to go through this.

I hate my fucking father. I don't even think he is fit to be a father at this point. He lost his shit after one night, my mother was in a car crash. She was in the hospital for a little over a month and he became very depressed after that incident.

So to 'cure' his problems he started to drink. He started with one just for one day, but then the days turned into months and years. She survived through it but he still continued to drink as if the problem wasn't solved, and my mother wasn't lucky to be alive. He was now an alcoholic. If you walked into my home, you would find him under the dining table with 2 emptied beers next to his sleeping body.

Sometimes I wish he wasn't just sleeping. I wished he died. He deserved to, after the way he treated my mother, and me and my brother.

He was the reason I had to move and the reasoning was ridiculous. Just because he couldn't control his temper while he had drugs and beer in his system.

The only thing that would keep me back from killing my father is my brother.

Me and my brother, Alejandro, are closer than anyone else in my life. He is my bestfriend, after my father became an official alcoholic he and I tried to cope with it on are own but we failed, so we decided to cope with it together. I will never regret that decision because now we like peanut butter and jelly.

Alejandro was easy to be close to. He had a girly vibe to him. I could relate to him easily for some reason. He was also very friendly. He and me were basically twins and good-looking twins I must say.

We are both Puerto-Rican, Italian, and Hawaiian. My mother is Puerto-Rican and Hawaiian. My father is Italian. Complete Italian. Which makes me and my brother what we are. What our races are.

We were known as the Latino twins in our school. We dressed like there was no tomorrow. We had the best style in the school we used to go to. Almost every week we would match an outfit a day. But we also had bestfriends that were twins as well.

Avery and Amelia. The Enleyns twins. They were both girls.

Amelia was a lesbian. She liked girls, and that was okay for us. Everyone excepted who she was. Avery was straight. She liked boys, but she was the type of girl to kiss a girl for fun. They both had lesbian vibes to them, and somehow they could relate to my brother in a way.

Amelia and Averys mother was an alcoholic and a drug dealer also. Matter a fact that's how me and Alejandro met Amelia and Avery. My father picked us up from school and went to this woman's house. He had exchanged something with her and had a long conversation. We were in the woman's house, and two girls just walked out. That's when they noticed us and we talked about how our parents belong together. They were both homophobic, racist, drug dealer drinking bitches.

That's when me and Alejandro realized that this was a start of a long close friendship between all four of us.

They were also transferring. They were going with their father to the same town we were going to. They were only going to be a street down, meaning we would basically live next to each other. I was so happy to find out we didn't have to say goodbye.

We were all transferring to the same school too.

I loved that I had people to go through this with.

It was only tomorrow that I have to move out the house officially. We were going to make a new beginning with my mother and make sure she was happy. We would do anything to make her happy before we, ourselves, were happy.

Tomorrow was a new start and I'm looking forward to it.

Authours note:

Hiya! Lmk in the comments how you felt about the beginning. I wanted to describe the character before she actually started the high-school.