The bell has just rung. I didn't go to anymore classes today. I couldn't get the courage to. And I knew I couldn't leave because I know what's waiting for me at home.
I walk out of the restroom and to my locker. I zip up my jacket and put my jackets hoodie up. Schools out so nobody can yell at me. I put my earbuds in and listen to some music.
I grab all of my books and put them in my book bag. As I walk down the halls and to the doors I try to avoid all eye contact.
I already know that this is going to be a horrible week. I walk out of the school and sit on one of the benches that are in the front of the school.
I really don't want to go home. So that's why I sit out here everyday after school for about an hour.
About 20 minutes later almost everyone was gone. I was on my phone looking at some meme's because...why not?
"Hey," I hear a voice say, I look up. It's the boy from earlier. "Hi," I mumble, "I heard about what happened at lunch. Actually I seen you running in the hall way." He says sitting next to me.
Why won't this boy leave me alone? "Look, sir-" I start, "Noah," He says, "Excuse me?" I ask,
"Noah, that's my name." He says, "Oh, well Noah...you can give up already." I say, "Give up? What are you talking about?" He asks,
"You should just give up. I know what you're trying to do. And it isn't working." I say, "What?" He asks confused, "Stop playing games." I say,
"What games? What on earth are you talking about?" He asks, "You! Tiffany is making you do this! Well it ain't working, Noah! Goodbye!" I say,
Before he could respond I grabbed my things and started running to my house. Does he seriously think he can play me? Well good luck with that.
Cause I ain't falling ever. If you fall, you get hurt. And I am not ever getting hurt by some stupid boy.
When I got home I look to see if anyone is home. But sadly, my moms car is home. I slowly open the house door and quietly walk in. I'm going to be in so much trouble.
I'm supposed to be home before them so I can make dinner. I walk in the living room to see my mom passed out on the couch while holding a liquor bottle.
I take the liquor bottle out of her hands and sit it on the coffee table. I sigh while walking to the kitchen.
What should I cook? I make hamburgers and then put them in the microwave so they don't get cold.
I quietly walk up the stairs and into my room making sure not to wake my mother up. Our family wasn't always like this. We weren't such a unhappy family. We were actually a very happy family before...my brother died.
That's right, I have 2 older brothers. Well I have 1 alive. But he's never home. When Jeromy, my older brother died it hurt our family.
He was always a very upbeat and cheery guy. He was never sad, as we thought. He was the glue that kept this family together.
He was also Damson's (my other older brother) twin. So they grew up together. They never left each other's side. So the day of Jeromy's death Damson changed, to be fair everyone changed.
My dad began sleeping around and would abuse me, my mom began drinking and would hit me every so often, Damson started getting in trouble more often, and I stopped talking to everyone.
I haven't seen Damson in so long. I miss him. I didn't only lose one brother, I lost two. But I also lost my whole family.
I sit on my bed and stare at the ceiling. Oh how I wish this was all a dream and I'd wake up with my family back.
I take my glasses off and put them on my bedside table. I sigh, I want us to be happy again. That's my one wish. To have a happy family again.
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Hey guys! Sorry for the short chapter! I promise it won't always be like this. I just have a horrible headache.
Anyways I hope you liked the chapter! Byeeeee!