A Numb Nutshell

Chapter 1 ~ The fight

     "You stupid whore!" Nothing hurts more than your sister screaming at the top of her lungs just because I accidentally unplugged her phone as i walked by, even more-so at school.

     This is my usual day, unfortunately. Wake up, go to school, fight with every soul on earth, do something to cause me to no longer be sober, fight again with someone because I'm anything BUT sober, go home, fight some more, then go to bed. Its nothing new to hear those words coming from her mouth, although there was a once upon a time when she wouldnt call me names, nobody did. Sometimes i miss those days, back when we got along; my sister and I. Well, everyone and I; and I'm not over reacting either. i don'y usually start them though, everyone else normally does.

     Just then i was thrown out of my thoughts, literally. %SMASH% one swift move from walking to crashing right into the lockers beside me. I scramble to get to my feet to measure against the brave young soul. I chuckle to myself when i see one of my brat-of-a-sister's friends, Debra. By now there was obviously already a crowd of people circling around me, probably to see what I would do. "Listen to your sister when she's talking to you" she spits. I chuckle again, only this time cause of the most pathetic comment I have ever heard come from her mouth. 

     "Excuse me? im sorry, but the last i checked she's younger than I am, but thanks for the tip sweets." i chuckle again as i try to walk away, trying to save both her ass, and mine, until i get shoved back once again, only this time by my sister herself, Jane. "You heard what she said. Age doesnt matter when it comes to respect." she growls. I laugh, as does a few kids hiding in the crowd. She has to be joking right now. 

     "I'll start respecting you once you show me a bit of respect yourself. I'm not the one screaming every name in the book at you, am I? Just get your kittens to sit so-" I get cut off by a weak left hook. Debra again. In a matter of seconds I have her pinned against the lockers a good half a foot in the air by her shoulders. 

     "Don't you EVER touch me again!" I scream in her face, hoping she finally gets the picture. The crowd of people back away a few inches in astonished horror. Nobody has ever seen me react like this, at least to the most "Popular" pipsqueaks of the school. Fuck i hate them. i shove her to the side as i pull out a bogey from my pocket and walk away, leaving everyone standing there shocked, breathless. I didn't even look back to see if anyone was staring, even though they probably were. 

     Once i get outside i didn't hesitate to light the smoke. i walk to the smokers wall and sit on the dead tree trunk that's there.

     'How dare they talk to me like that? What, am i just another empty Starbucks cup? Next time, i don't care if i get expelled, I'm going to teach them all a lesson to treat me like a piece of shit.' i think to myself. I look down to my arm and press the lit end against it firmly, hearing the skin sizzle.

     Once. *Tsssssss*

     Twice. *Fttssssssss*

     Three times. *Fssssssss*

     Four, five, six times. *Pshhtttt* *fssstsssss* *shhhhhttfssss*

     'There, that's better.' i think as i take a nice long drag on the still lit cigarette, my left arm still slightly sizzling. I put my headphones in and pull out my phone. I open the music app and go right to the "GWSD" folder, which stands for 'Get Well Soon, Doll'. I always listen to this folder when im in this kind of mood, so most the time. This is my savior. I click on the song titled "If I Should" by JayteKz. Another drag. I look up to the outside, cruel, mortified world, and see all the people that I usually hang out with walking towards me. I quickly unroll my previously rolled sleeves of my flannel and change the song to "2 phones" (Kevin Gates) before they notice anything. I stand up and walk towards them to signal that I've noticed them.