I woke up in the morning to the sun shining through the windows. I groan and drag myself out of bed and over to my dresser. I pull out a skull muscle shirt, black skinny jeans, my black fingerless gloves and my black combat boots.
I quickly change into my outfit and head to the bathroom. I lock the door behind me as I start to apply some eyeliner around my eyes.
Not a lot. Just enough to make my eyes look more green. I then pulled a small box out of my pocket and opened it.
Inside were a pair of black cross earrings. I put them in and walked back to my room.
As I enter I start to pack my bag. I put in my notebooks, textbooks and a few pencils and stood there wondering what I forgot.
After a few minutes I realize that I had forgotten my anxiety meds and started searching for them. I hadn't told Kain or Nate about them because I knew it wouldn't end well.
The pills were prescription but they weren't mine. I never told anyone about my growing anxiety but I always thought it was obvious.
Since I never told anyone, I didn't have a prescription of my own. Therefore I had a friend supply me with them.
I had just moved away from him though and that made these my last ones from him. I start to panic as I can't find them and I hear a voice behind me.
"Looking for these?" Aaron asks and my eyes go wide. "Give them back." I growled regaining my composure. He laughed. "These aren't yours. So... if I tell Nate you will be in quite the trouble. Then you can't have them."
As if my body took over me, I drop to my knees and beg for them. "Please don't tell him. I-I need them! A LOT!" I can feel my heart starting to speed up and I start hyperventilating.
Aaron stares in shock for a minute before dropping to my side and holding out just one of the pills and hands me the bottle of water on my nightstand. I take the pill and my breathing slowly steady's as he rubs small circles into my back.
As soon as I had calmed down enough, he spoke. "What the hell was that?!"
He yelled worried. I shushed him before replying. " That was a panic attack. It's why I need those, and you caused it you dick." I say with slight anger in my voice.
He looks down at his lap and frowns a bit before handing me back the pill bottle.
"If these will stop that from happening, then have them. If you need a supplier I know a guy. And I am only telling you this because I never want to ever see you have another panic attack." And with that he gets up to leave.
I shove the pill bottle in my bag, grab my phone off the charger and head downstairs.
"Good morning sweetheart! Come eat!" Kain says while putting the food on the table.
"Nah. I'll pass." I said as I walk towards the door. I put my hand on the handle and Nate steps in front of me. "You are to eat something before you go." He said sternly and went to grab my arm and I flinched.
He pulled his hand back in and said, "Go eat. Now." I ignored him and tried to open the door. "I said go eat!" He says, his voice raising.
"I don't want to!" I yelled back and in the blink of an eye, I was on the floor holding my left cheek . I could feel another attack coming.
"Oh my god! I'm so sorry Rise! Rise?!" I tore off my bag digging through it and it was difficult. I started to freak out and searched more violently.
Aaron noticed my struggle and took the bag, pulling out the pills.
He handed me one and grabbed his water off the table. He helped me take the pill and rubbed circles into my back while whispering the words, " You're ok..."
When my breathing steadied I was able to focus again. Everyone was standing around me and I desperately wished they would stop.
Kain knelt down to hold my hand and I freaked out inching closer to Aaron.
Then Nate tried and I growled at him a bit. Aaron helped me up and told me to go wait in his truck to which, I happily obliged. When he came out, he was holding a small container with food inside.
"Here is your breakfast." He says handing it to me. I look at the food in anger and handed it back. "I'm not eating that." I said bluntly causing him to sigh.
"You haven't eaten since you got here." He says which was true. It's just that I feel too overweight after eating, so I always end up throwing it up after anyway.
"Hello?" He asks waving his hand in front of my face. " Yah?" I ask not sure of what he had said.
"I asked why you won't eat." I looked down for a minute and he spoke up again. " You have an eating disorder don't you?" He asks with slight worry on his face.
I look up at him and he's looking at me too. He takes my hand gently and says, "I can't believe someone so young is going through that. You need to eat. You're sitting with me at lunch so I can make sure you do." He says and I sigh.
As we make it to the school, Aaron comes with me to get my schedule from the office. I take a look at it and immediately groan.
I have gym class first period. I hate gym. I am not bad at sports or running or anything like that, I'm actually really good but I hate football. As you have probably noticed, I don't do well with physical contact and football is all about the tackling.
I'm pretty strong for my age, but I know for a fact most people are stronger than me. I slowly walk to the guys locker room to get changed. As soon as I walked someone yelled out.
"HEY LOOK! ITS A CHILD!" And everyone started laughing. Except one person. He turned around a punched the guy in the face. All hell broke loose as a fight began.
Me being the cause of it tried to stop it but was only hit a few times by the guy who yelled. I started seeing dots and just as the coach came in I passed out.
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A life worth living
Teen FictionRise is 14 years old. He has been in foster care for almost 11 of those years. All of the homes he has been in so far have been abusive or unfit. He has now been placed in an all boys home with 5 other boys. All of which are at least 2 years older t...