living with the Alfonso's(still writing and editing)

leaving home:

I awoke in my beige room,Finding myself on the floor.I squinted my eyes,as the sun carelessly spreads its rays towards my room.Once im able to see clearly,i look for the source of the sunlight,and am surprised to find that i had left the curtains open.I never EVER leave the curtains.I try thinking of what had happened yesterday-I probably had another panic attack resulting to me forgetting.Wait,panic attack....

Trigger warning:

My eyes widened horrifically,yesterdays events suddenly coming to me like a ton of bricks.My air supply abruptly feels as though its closing up,I knew a panic attack was yet again going to come,so i quickly rush to the bathroom.I look around the cabinets,until i finally found what i was looking for.My eyes come across the box.I gently but swiftly pull it out,and quickly grab my detrimental blade.

'Im sorry Diana.But I cant-I cant keep your promise.No hope is probably left for me anyway'I thought.By now,my hand are shaking,my breathing coming out in pants,so i shove my trousers down and press the blade upon my thigh...

why my thigh?simple,i dont want anyone finding out.They'd tell someone and i dont want that.Diana thought i had stopped,but i just cant,its impossible.Cutting is my release- a way to take the pain away.If i didnt do it..well,lets just say id probably not be sane anymore if I still am sane.

The dagger glided across my thigh,sending so many emotions through me.It stinged for a little bit,but I was used to it,so it wasnt really painful.Releif washed through me,as I felt air entering through my mouth.My breathing came out in pants,as I greedily sucked in oxygen,then relaxed.Quickly,I bandaged my thigh and stepped out of the bathroom into my room.On cue,I heard footsteps ascending the stair.I gasped,it could be the police from yesterday!I quickly dived into my bed and pulled the covers just as the door opened...

'Time to fake'I thought.I sat up,as I came to face with a middle aged women who looked to be in her mid- thirties.She looked stunning,her blonde hair falling back into slight curls,her eyes where a mixture of grey,with specks of green and blue.

'Oh!your awake!I was just about to wake you up!'She chuckled as she looked at me.

'Come,my dear,i was a friend of your parents.We used to be friends in high school ,my names Arabella,but you can call me Bella...'she again spoke.

I sat there,completely confused,and thought, 'I dont remember mom and dad mention any Arabella?'.I then looked at my clock on my bedside table.It read 12pm. Whoa, I slept through the whole of yesterday!!!

'You should get ready,the flight is in 2 hours',I was told.

I was at lost for words,'what does you mean flight?'I asked her.

'You dont know?Well I promised your parents if anything happened to you,I shall take you in my care.You will come with me to California'

Sympathy was expressed through her eyes.My eyes widened slightly,taking in all the information.'What about my friends,they're basically also my family!Everything i have is here!'She cant take me away from my friends,they're everything to me!

'I'm sorry,your friends have already been informed,you still can communicate from your phone and keep in touch with them through that...'

I absorbed this information,and walked to the bathroom,then locked the door;I stared at myself in the mirror,and traitor tears fell from my eyes.Upon feeling it glide across my face,I sobbed.I sobbed and sobbed as I tried to stay quiet.I broke down on the bathroom floor.Everything has been locked up and pushed deep inside of .I keep my emotions within me.Its getting too much.I lift up my sleeve,my scars are pink with a roughness to it.Its nearly healed...why does this happen to me?why does everyone i love get taken away from me?

Time flies and i realize I've been crying for 30 minutes.Slowly,I get up,and wash my face from all the tears and snot.Once drying my face,I inspected it.My eyes are heavily swollen,proof to which I've been crying.I keep dabbing water on my eyelids,to try get rid of as much redness as i can.Once i'm satisfied,i go out of my room and find my bed already made with my outfit laying on top.Without bothering to think,i try it on.

(outfit on the top:)

Luckily,It was a long sleeve and the shorts covered my scars.(For the scars on her thigh,she did it high up,so she doesnt have a problem wearing short or anything)

I sighed as I involuntarily left my room,and trudged down the stairs.Upon stepping on the last step,a delicious scent wavered across the air.

WHOO,thats it for today folks,I somewhat fixed it,BuuuuuuUt,I need to finish this chapter.Ill do it later cuz rn,I needa revise for my test.Bye peeps!