WARNING: Don't read if this will trigger you! It wasn't my intentions!
Ginni and Alec are still asleep, snuggling side by side. I wish I could have that kind of love. I would have if I never had met Ginni. Scott, someone I should be with right now, someone that should always be mine, someone who should have never left, but did.
I slip out from Ginni's bed. I grab a sweatshirt from her closet, so I could get out of the house. When I was friends with Kate, there was this spot just south of Ginni's neighborhood to hang out. I had never been because I never would sneak out. I shut the door slowly so I don't wake up anyone.
Why did I choose her over my friends? She's taken everything away from me. My brother, my chance of being in love, and my friends. That stupid black haired girl who I called my friend now was just ruining my life. I find the spot where I was looking for. Two guys, a girl, and Kate stood there with alcohol and some weed.
"I knew you would show up eventually," Kate looks at me with disgust. "You left me no choice," I smirk in remark. "Where is she and Alec," Kate asks. "At her house laying on the bed," I tell her. "This is Zach, Jasper, and Lily. Otherwise, known as the misfits. I'm pretty sure you remember Zach," I look closely at the last one she pointed out. "Zach Teller. I'm surprised you followed him," I say shocked. "I had too. He's mine. Not that little freshman he's going after and you know that," he spats at me. "I'm doubting her now. She's taking everything from me," I look to the ground as to what I was saying.
"Good girl and you might actually get a shot with Scott if you talk like that," she smiles, "You're not getting my brother though." I did like Jake at this point but I wasn't going to tell her. "Want some," the other girl, Lily, asks as she hands out the bottle of beer. I take a minute to think about it. "Yes. I need a break from my life," I say. This stress had caught up to me. I was tired of being perfect. Right now, I felt so alone.
I take the bottle and swig it down. "You got another," I ask kindly. "Yes," the guy known as Jasper says. He gives it to me, but this time I take it slow. "I should get going," I say looking at Kate. She hugs me. "You know where your loyalties lay," she whispers in my ear.
I walk away toward Ginni's house and make it there in one piece. I open the door and walk back to her bedroom. "Where have you been," my brother reaches a high volume. "Why do you care," I turn around seeing him and Ginni staring at me. "You could've been hurt," he yells. "So now you care," I smart back. He gives me a confused look.
"What happened to you Sam," Ginni tries to show concern. "Oh shut up you little bitch," I yell at her. "You have no right to talk to her like that," Alec defends his little girlfriend. How nice, when I'm his own flesh and blood. "It doesn't really matter anyway. She's taken everything away from me. I was happy before she showed up in my life and now all I feel is what she used to feel. Depressed, lonely, and it's all because of her," I scream at the top of my lungs. "No she has not. You're just drunk. Give me the bottle," Alec tries to take my beloved beer bottle out of my hands. "Leave me alone and got take care of your slut," before I could turn, my brother slaps me hard. It makes the bottle drop out of my hands. It leaves a scar on my lip.
"Didn't daddy ever teach you right? We don't hit girls in our family," I run out of the house not giving a care in the world. The rain starts pounding on my face. Coldness, sadness, and depression take over my body completely. I was in shock of what I just did. Sam Wells of yesterday never did that, but this Sam Wells is new and improved. I had no more alcohol or drugs, so I decided to use a different kind of pain to inflict on my body to relieve stress. I found a blade sitting on the sidewalk of an old grocery store.
My mind was telling me not to resort to this torture, but my body was telling me otherwise. I needed this. I brought the blade up to my left arm. Slash, the blood runs down from the first mark. I do another line next to the top one. The blood emerges from the cuts as more appear. I was feeling better, but it had a cost. Pain. I had to relieve pain by adding pain.
I was alone and happy. Just like I should be with other people. I wanted something good to happen. I wanted to be better. I wanted my brother to stop caring for Ginni. He needs just me and only me. He's supposed to be mine.
As the blood keeps flowing from my wrist, tears from my blue eyes drift down my face blending in with the rain. I look to my left and to my right noticing no one was here and I knew that was a bad thing, but the blood pouring out made me feel better. It made me feel alive.
What have you become? My mind asks me over and over again not sure on what to do.
I have become free.
Authors note
Hi guys! I decided to update for you all. Tbh im not feeling very good right now. I just feel depressed again and sad and alone. I hope you all enjoy.
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