Trashed It | kth

one

One | J E S S E

It was already six in the evening as I made my way out of the school's gates. It was a daily routine for me to get home this late on weekdays (and even later on weekends) while I made my way down the familiar route I learned to recognize after eighteen years.

As I entered the door with the spare key I took this morning, I was met with a sober mom to my surprise. To my expectation however, she did not glance my way even once as she continued watching her television.

"Hey. I'm home," I piped up as I removed my socks. "I'm not blind." Was her reply while my heart felt like it had been ripped apart.

Really Jesse, what were you expecting?

To my own surprise, I stood in front of her as I said the words I'd never thought I'll have the courage to say.

"When are you going to accept me, mom?"

However, all she did was scoff while she shot back cruel words as if I was nothing but a piece of trash. Trash to her; that was what I am.

"And let you ruin my life again? Ha- No thanks. Daddy is already gone because of you; what else do you want to destroy in my life huh?" By the time her words were finished, she was half way through yelling while tears welled up in my eyes.

Was she never going to accept me?

I ran to my room while tears rolled continuously. It had been a while since I became like this. It was so long since we had talked that I ignored the reality at home and just went along with the flow in school. I fitted so well; I thought everything was going to be okay.

I punched the toilet wall without stopping as my hand turned a little over purple from the bruise that was going to form. Sliding down, I cried through the soundproof walls as tears flowed and feelings just burst. It was really unbearable. I really wanted to stop.

Looking around, I spotted something which made my head spin. Could I do this? Would this able to stop everything then? I slowly reached out for it as my fingers got in contact with the cool metal blade. My mind was empty; thoughts running wildly.

Will I be happy?

I was worried - anxious to what was going to happen next. I pushed the blade across my rough complexion as thoughts rashly crossed my mind-

A recognizable tune woke me up from my daze as I realized what I was close to doing and threw the metallic razor on the floor. Crying to the sound of the deafening silence, I rocked myself backed and forth while staying there for a good few minutes.

However, I decided to go check who had message me at such a late time at night as I grabbed my phone from the table. Reading the message, my eyes went wide from shock while my lips went dry.

What the heck even?

Unknown: Hey. Do you live in a corn field? Because I'm stalking you ♪

Looking at the message, I tried to decipher who could send me such a stupid and lame message. However, my brain could only come up with none. Seeing this, I replied the only reply I could think of at that moment.

To Unknown: Who the fuck are you.

I had a feeling - he was not going to leave my life anytime soon.

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a/n:
a little preview? anyway yup I'm finished this book soon so huehuehuehue look forward to it xx