Haushinka

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Chapter 5

Haushinka

*1 Year Later*

Its been a year since I last saw Maria and the guys. I couldn't stop thinking about her! And it seemed the more I thought about her the more songs I wrote. The song that I wrote for Maria but no one knew that, turned out to be a great hit! I named it 2,000 Light Years Away and after that song I made a album called Kerplunk and put that song in it. We were almost done with our tour but had to go to one more place before we finished. We had to go to where Maria lived which was this little place called Rodeo, where I used to live at before Green Day happened. I really wanted to see the guys and Maria. I don't know why but I really liked Maria. Even though we barely even knew eachother and only hung out one time, I really liked her. But I probably wouldn't see her again and she probably had a boyfriend by now.

Maria's P.O.V.

Its been a year since I last saw Billie, Tre, and Mike. After that night that we hung out at the bar and I went home I got a real ass woopen. Also after that night, I always found myself thinking about him....about Billie. Even though I only knew him for one day, I always thought about him and when I did think about him I found myself smiling. I didn't even mean to! "MARIA!" I heard my dad yell at me from downstairs. I sighed "Now what?" I muttered under my breath. I walked down the stairs into the living room to find a angry dad there. "Yes?" I asked "Clean this shit up!" he yelled and I obeyed. After I finished cleaning up some broken glass on the floor I went up to my room and took out a blade from my pocket. I sat in a corner with my knee's up to my chest and pulled up my sleeve from my sweater and started to carve in the word UGLY into my arm. I started cutting myself two months after I met the band Green Day. It numbed me some how, I don't know how but it did. I also thought about suicide everyday! I don't know why I haven't done it yet but I kept on thinking about doing it. I thought about how to do it and different ways that I could do it. HELL! I even made a list! Man I was pathetic! I cried as I cut myself, not because of the pain, I couldn't even feel the pain anymore! But because of how fucked up my life was. What did I do to deserve this life!? I asked myself. "MARIA!" I heard my dad yell again. I cleaned up my cuts quickly and put the blade back into my pocket and went downstairs. "WHAT THE FUCK DID I SAY!?" He yelled at me but I just stood quiet. "I said to clean this fucking broken glass on the ground!" he yelled "I did." I whispered "No you fucking didn't! Or else I wouldn't be bleeding right now would I!?" he yelled showing me his foot full of blood with a little piece of glass sticking out of it. He grabbed me by the hair and dragged me into the kitchen and pulled out a knife. I started to panic, so I tried to get my dads hand off my hair but he just made his grip tighter. I didn't know what he was going to do but I just hoped that he didn't kill me! NO! WAIT! Actually I did! If he did kill me then he would just be doing me a favor! So I stopped struggling and just stood there. He then dragged me back to the living room and pushed me onto the ground. He picked up my foot and started cutting it. I did nothing, I was used to the pain so I just layed there while he cut me trying to make me scream. "How do you like it!?" he screamed but then he stopped and stared at me confused. "If that doesn't hurt," he said pulling me up by my hair and dragging me up the stairs, he then turned me around to face him and said "then this will!" he said with a evil smirk on his face and then pushed me down the stairs. I rolled all the way to the bottom of the stairs and when I fell off the last step I landed on my thigh and heard something pop. I screamed in agony holding my leg and saw my dad coming down the steps. "That's what you get bitch!" he said and spat at me. After that everything went black.......

*1 Hour Later*

I woke up on the same spot where I had blacked out and saw a puddle of blood around me. When I looked up I saw my mom and dad in the living room watching a movie cuddling next to eachother on the couch. I slowly got up and crawled up the stairs into my bedroom. SHIT! I thought, I knew my leg was either sprained or broken. I was in so much pain. I cleaned up the blood on my foot and got into the bathroom to take a shower. When I took off my clothes I stood in front of the mirror in my bra and underwear. I looked at my body that had cuts and bruises all over it from my parents and me. I hated my body! Why was I so ugly! I limped over to the shower holding onto whatever for support and took off the rest of my clothes. I washed my body as I thought about all the fucked up things in my life. I sat down in the tub with my legs up to my chest and started to break down into tears. God why was this happening to me!? WHY!? I thought, Would I ever be saved!? I stood in the shower crying for about an hour and got out. I changed into some clean black sweats and a black t-shirt. When I finished I got into bed and went to sleep. I loved to sleep. Sleep was where there was no pain, no abuse, no nothing but the things that you dreamed about. When I slept I was in my own world where no one could ever hurt me. Where I was happy all the time, not sad, not depressed, HAPPY! I just wanted to be happy. That's all I wanted and to feel loved. Was that too much to ask for?

I know It was short but I didn't really have lots of Ideas fer this chapter. But I promise that next chaptet will be up soon and will be better and longer. But fer now u have this chappie ^ :) Pleaz tell me what u thought and also please

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