Chapter 1 - Discust

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             Once again another fight at the dinner table with your family. About what? Well about me. It's always about me. It's either about my grades or my reputation in school. All they care about is my reputation and grades. Like does it look like I give two shits?! Obviously not.

"(Y/N), I told you you have to get better grades! And now you come home from school with four F's and three D's!" My father said practically spitting out his food.
"Eh." I said as I shrug my shoulders.
"Don't eh us (Y/N)! Your grounded!" My mom yelled at me.
"Knew it" I whispered under my breathe as I headed up stairs to my bedroom. Surprised I didn't go off? I mean I do have anger issues but if I did go off I'd end up sending someone to the hospital. It was hard to contain my self there, that's why all I said was "eh."

             As usual after a fight out break happens I go up to the roof. As I was climbing towards the roof I saw a couple of girls and boys in a group messing around like stupid teenagers. They were lighting fires and shit. It's not like I care. I looked away to look around until I felt a hard rock hit the back of my head. That was it I've had enough that day. I shot up from sitting to standing to scream at whoever just did that. I looked down a bit and saw all the teens throwing rocks at me.

"MOTHER FUCKERS! I SWEAR TO FUCKING SATAN IF I HAVE TO GET DOWN THERE TO BEAT YOUR ASSES I WILL!" I screamed as my anger issues start to out break.
"Try me bitch!" Some girl screamed at me as the teens were screaming "fight!". Except for one but that didn't matter this bitch is about to go down. I jumped off my roof ( a/n it was a 2 story building damnnn) landing on my feet and throwing a punch at her witch immediately knocked her out.
"WHO THE FUCK IS NEXT BECAUSE YOU GUYS ARE ON MY MOTHER FUCKING NERVES!" I said screaming to the other teens they all ran away is fright except for one. The one that didn't throw a rock at me. The one that was just watching.
"You good?" He asked in the calmest way possible.
"Uh..yeah." I said about to go back inside. But before I could he said something.
"Lemme get your number." I turned around confused why he wanted my number but gave it to him anyway.
"Uh-sure...have a good night I guess." I said still confused.
"Yeah you too." He said as he walked away peacefully

             He seemed like he had no emotions I thought to myself, and why tf did he want my fucking number?! It doesn't matter but what does matter is that I want to get out of this living hell. I said to myself as I looked up at my house. I climbed back up through my window and hopped inside. Getting a small duffle bag and my book bag putting things I'll need before I run away.

As I got everything I wanted I double checked before I went out my window again but to this time to never coming back EVER again. As I hopped down my window I saw the same guy from before that had gotten my number. It started to rain, I looked at him for a couple of minutes wondering why he wasn't moving. He's just laying in the grass in the now pouring rain with his headphones on.

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