hated and alone.

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"Hey fag get up you have school!" Jessie ,one of my older foster siblings, yelled yanking the cover off of me. I sat up rubbing my eyes. I looked at the clock. 7:30 AM. I hate school. At least people ignore me there. Sure I get bullied but at least it's not every second of everyday. I wish I could just run away and never return. But I'm stuck here till I'm legal to live on my own. I got out of bed and went to my drawer. I put on my black skinny jeans and a Batman shirt with my black toms. I went to my mirror. Black and red hair a mess In front of my grey eyes. I fixed my hair, put my beanie on, grabbed my backpack, and walked downstairs. 

"You're not gonna eat?" Mrs. Karen ,my foster mom, asked me with "concern". 

"no, I'm not hungry." I grabbed my house keys.

"Good. you're fat anyways." She laughed. I shook my head. I grabbed my penny board and walked out the door. I got on my penny board and headed to school. I hate being a foster kid. I have 10 foster siblings. Jessie, Jeydon, Emma, Wendy, Richie, Jade, Dylan, Robbie, Bella, and the youngest Abigail. All of them , except for Abigail, make fun of me for my sexuality. I came out to them 3 years ago when I was sure I was gay. I thought they would be supportive, but they weren't. Ever since then, they all have been making fun of me. Mrs. Karen just lets them. She's a single foster mom, so it's hard for her. I feel like she loves everyone of us except for me. Sometimes I wonder why I'm still alive. I'm on this world for some reason. I'll find that reason eventually I guess. We live close to the school so I got there in 5 minutes. I walked in and already people were looking at me like I was a freak. I kept my head down and avoided everyone. I guess I didn't do a good job avoiding people. I bumped into the back of someone. A jock. He turned around and pinned me to the lockers.

"Watch where you're going next time, fag." I winced at his threat. He let me go and walked away with his friends. I grabbed my backpack and went to my locker. I got my books out of my locker and headed to my first class. I sat in the back, as far away from the teacher as possible. I pulled out my book and started reading. I felt very uncomfortable for some reason. I looked up and found a girl staring at me. She quickly looked away. I shrugged and went back to reading. The rest of the school day went by faster than usual. The last bell of the day rang and i went to my locker to get my backpack and leave the school. I walked to the usual place I go after school. Mr. Mullins Thrift store. "Mr. Mullins is like my best friend. I've been coming to his store for years now. He taught me how to play guitar. He even bought one for me. But he keeps it in the store so my Foster siblings don't find it and break it.

"Wassup, Matty?" I held my hand up for a high five. He High fived back.

"Oh, the normal. You?" 

"Yeah. Same mean classmates, same mean foster home." I gave him a slight smile. He handed me my guitar.

"Do what you do." He smiled at me. I walked out the door. I sat on a stool from outside of his store. I took off my hat, put it on the floor, and began playing. A crowd started to grow in front of me.

🎶He woke up from dreaming and put on his shoes

Started making his way past 2 in the morning
He hasn't been sober for days


Leaning now into the breeze
Remembering Sunday, he falls to his knees
They had breakfast together
But two eggs don't last
Like the feeling of what he needs


Now this place seems familiar to him
She pulled on his hand with a devilish grin
She led him upstairs, she led him upstairs
Left him dying to get in


Forgive me, I'm trying to find
My calling, I'm calling at night
I don't mean to be a bother,
But have you seen this girl?
She's been running through my dreams
And it's driving me crazy, it seems
I'm going to ask her to marry me


Even though she doesn't believe in love,
He's determined to call her bluff
Who could deny these butterflies?
They're filling his gut


Waking the neighbors, unfamiliar faces
He pleads though he tries
But he's only denied
Now he's dying to get inside


Forgive me, I'm trying to find
My calling, I'm calling at night
I don't mean to be a bother,
But have you seen this girl?
She's been running through my dreams
And it's driving me crazy, it seems
I'm going to ask her to marry me


The neighbors said she moved away
Funny how it rained all day
I didn't think much of it then
But it's starting to all make sense
Oh, I can see now that all of these clouds
Are following me in my desperate endeavor
To find my whoever, wherever she may be🎶
 

The crowd cheered and some put money into my hat. I don't really listen to music because I'm not allowed to but, There's this one band that Jessie listens to. I don't know the name of their band but. I know a lot of their songs by heart. I actually like them so I learned how to play them. I played one more song before the street lights turned on. I ran back into the store and put my Guitar behind the counter. I took the money out of my hat and stuffed it in my pocket. I sprinted home hoping I wouldn't get in trouble. 


Hey guys. I really hope you like this story. I don't really know how long it's going to be because I'm not writing it in my notebook before I put it on Wattpad. It's just straight up going on Wattpad so whatever idea I have on the spot, is what's in the book. Just thought you should know that... anyways.. I hope you have a good day xoxo ~Rae




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