Broken

It started out a good day ^_^

I saw Brandon. You see Brandon was the person I used to get my weed from a while back, when my dad died. And he still looks good since the last time I saw him. I did used to have feelings for him, and i mean strong feelings. But I was always scared to tell him because I didn't want to get rejected.

He put his arms around me and gave me a hug, i hugged him back. He pulled away then gave me that million dollar smile i used to love.

"What you doing out here and I missed you midget."

I laughed as he said the nickname he gave me when we first met.

"I missed you to, and nothing just got done watching a movie so i decided to just look around."

"ohhh how you been I haven't seen you and a long time."

"Well ummm......"

"What, whats wrong."

"Its just hard right now for me."

"It always been hard for you after everything you been through, why you stop coming too see me."

"Because the only time we saw each other was just to smoke that's all and I'm done with that."

"Well that's good, I need to stop myself but I got to go text me."

He ask one of the people that work at the store for a pen then wrote his number on my hand with a heart. He gave the man back the pen, hugged me then left. I was really happy I saw Brandon, he always made me smile and laughed when I needed it.

I walked home it was 1:36 I got out of school at 3:00. I don't know what I'm going to tell my mom if she see's me. I walked up to my room and as soon as I was about to open my door I heard my mom come out her room.

"Hahahahaha Sky you think you slick huh."

I turned around and looked at her she started to walk near me with the biggest smile on her face, I knew what was coming for me. When she approached she blew some cigarette smoke in my face. She laughed again while I tried to wave the smoke out of my face while coughing too. I reached for my doorknob and ran into my room and shut it in her face. She tried to open it but I hurried and locked it.

"Skylar Reginae Perez open up this door right now before I cut your a**."

I cried at the thought of my mom cutting me, it hurt so much that the women who gave birth to me hates me so much. I layed on my bed thinking of all the good times me and my dad had. He was my best friend, the only person that told me he loved me and showed it. That's all I did all night just thinking. I started to get really hungry so I just went down stairs, I really don't care if my mom hits me right know I need to eat. When I got to the kitchen my mom looked at me, I just walked past her and looked in the fridge to see what I was about to eat. While I was looking in the fridge I heard my mom in the drawer looking for something. When I closed the fridge my mom was right there in front of me, holding one of the biggest knife we had smiling. I stepped back in fear.

"you thought I was playing huh?"

"No I."

Before I could finish my sentence she stabbed the knife in me on the side of my stomach. I fell to the floor crying she smiled while blood leaked on the floor then walked away. I sat there trying to be strong and get up. I limped to the living room to get the phone and called 911. I told them to come fast and where to go they ask what's my name and my condition I couldn't finish I blacked out and fell on the floor.