My Abusive Brother

Was it worth it?

Jackson inches over to me until our noses are touching. His breath smells like mint and chocolate. I don't know what he's doing I have just barley met him!! I panic and freeze, before I know it his lips are on mine... I didn't mind it until he tried to slip his tongue into my mouth. I quickly pulled away, and wrote down, I'm sorry. I nodded and left the room, I went into the closet in my room and thought for a second. Then I took a sharpie and started writing on the walls. I'm worth nothing. I should've died like my mom. Why didn't I die. Why am I still breathing. Kill me. I knew I was going through a great phase of depression and that my life was only probably going to get worse from here on out. Now I'll just cry myself to sleep.