Short stories

Tw: self harm

After my dad died, my mom just couldn't take care of me and Maggie by herself and... she sent me to my Aunt's. That bitch. She was always jealous of the relationship that my mom had with my dad since she had once had a crush on my dad when they were in high school. So she made it her job to treat me and my sister like dirt. I didn't ask my mom to not send me though cuz if she didn't send me she'd send my sister and... as much as I hate to say it, I'm more mentally capable to deal with the abuse of my Aunt. Even my mom didn't want to send me, she knew what her sister would do but she didn't have any other choice.

I gritted my teeth as I walked up to the doors of my Aunt Emilia's house. I knocked and put my hands in my pockets. She opened the door and put on a fake smile after seeing my mother in her car down at the driveway. "Hey! If it's not my favorite Nephew." I cringed. "Oh quit the act, Emily. We both know you hate me. Now let's go in before you strain yourself. You always said you didn't want to have more wrinkles than you already have." I shoved past her and she shut the door with a slam. "Just go to your room kid, I've got someone coming over later and you're not ruining it for me like you did last year," she snapped and I rolled my eyes as I walked to the guest bedroom. I threw my backpack onto the bed and got my laptop out from it then went onto discord and texted my boss. "I'm at Emilia's so I might not be able to come for missions like I usually am, cuz you know her she's a bitch." I opened a YouTube tab and put my headphones in, glancing at the scars that were too white for my skin on my arm. I sighed and put my headphones on then started blaring my techno music. "That's fine Zero but try to be there, k?" I rolled my eyes. Who does she think I am. I'd be there any chance I get just to get away from Emilia. "Yeah yeah." I texted back then closed out of discord and laid back on my bed, closing my eyes and just listening to the music.

A day passes and a bruise appears on my right eye.

Two days pass: my glasses get cracked and I have to get new ones.

Three days pass: I cut again and clean the bathroom from the blood on the sink.

Four days pass and I sigh in bed. I grab my phone and put my ear buds in then sneak out of the house and run to the park, liking the feeling of the night air on my skin. I put on my techno music and sat down on the swing at the park.

After a while of just mindless silence, expect for of course, the blaring music in my ears- I saw the out line of someone walking over. I turned my music down and slowed down my swinging. As they got nearer I recognized Calvin, one of mine and Alec's mutual friends. "Hey man," he called over and I kicked off again. "Hey Calvin, what's up?" I asked and he looked up at me. "Nothing much, just couldn't sleep. You?" I sighed. "Another day of relentless nagging from Emilia," I groaned and Calvin mimicked me. "What about Alec? Why don't you stay with him?" Calvin asked and my cheeks turned a light pink. "I don't want to burden him with it and if I don't make it home then it'll just make Emily even more mad at me," I said. "Why can't you just- dispose of her?" Calvin asked and I nearly fell of the swing. I jumped off and looked at him. "What do you mean by that?" I asked and he threw his arms up. "Come on man! I'm friends with Alec. He told me you two's assassin secret. But chill! I won't tell anyone." I narrowed my eyes at him. "Plus he's been giving me lessons that I don't want to pass up," he muttered and I rolled my eyes. I took my earbuds out and put my phone on the picnic table so that we both could hear what I was listening to- and sat down. Calvin walked over and sat down across from me.

I took my glasses off, put them to the side, and rubbed my eyes. "I can't just kill her Calvin," I groaned. "She's not one to kill herself, she always brings a pepper spray and a taser whenever she leaves the house, and she reads everyone's records when they enter her house," I explained and Calvin huffed. "I'd let you stay at my house if my parents wouldn't question it," Calvin offered and I gestured out my hand. "It's fine it's fine." Calvin gave me a look and I looked up at him with a raised eyebrow. "What?" I asked. He sighed. "Are you okay?" I bit my lip and looked away without lowering my head. "No," I said it carefully, letting the n roll off my tongue as if it was a foreign word. "You know you can talk to us," Calvin said and I sighed as I ran my hand through my bangs. "I know I know, I just don't want to burden you guys, I know that Alec is having a bad time with the recent death of his mother and I don't want to stress him." I crossed my arms on the table. "And me?" Calvin questioned, raising an eyebrow. I rolled my eyes. "You can't relate to anything I'm going through." Calvin tilted his head. "Touché." I rolled my eyes as he laughed, an attempt to lighten the mood.