An Abused Life
Mean Bitches and Southern Accents
Alex's Point Of View
I'm a good girl. I did nothing wrong. I'm a good girl.... It was all I could say to myself to not scream and cry. That'd make it worse. But, ignoring her will too.
"B*tch! Answer me!" she said in a threatening tone. She sounds like a b*tch herself. She is..... and she's my mom. Oh no, I didn't hear her! What to do.... What to do...... "I'm SORRY!" I say, not daring to look her in the eyes. I squeezed my eyes shut, waiting for the blow that'd knock me out. I feel it hit my head and I fell to my feet, out cold.
I wake up locked in my room with blood all over me. I get up to get in the shower and wince as I move. I got out a couple pain killers and took them. I slowly got in the shower and all I could think about was going to school. Oh, the irony. At home, I can't wait to go to school. At school, I can't wait to got home. To be honest, I can't wait to go to the grave. I get out and get ready for school. My new school, my new bullies, my new beatings, my new cuts...... God, help me.
*at school*
"Well, lookie here, we got ourselves a new emo in town," says a cruel blond girl. Oh, no......
"Leave her alone!" Who was that? I turn to face a skinny boy with chocolate brown eyes and gorgous blond hair.
With the girl forgotten, I say, "Hi," and earn a smile in return while the blond girl walks away with her posse with her.
"Hello, there." Wow, an amazing southern accent.
"Thank you...."
"No problem. I'm James, though." He stuck out his hand for me to shake.
"I'm Alex, so what classes are you in?" I ask, hoping we'd have the same schedule. We share our schedules and I have most classes in his.
"l'll be heading to homeroom" he said and asked for my phone. I gave it to him while he texted his phone. "There, call if you need me." I smile and walk to class daydreaming. Everything was fine, until the same blond chick poured hot coffee on me....
I'm a good girl. I did nothing wrong. I'm a good girl.... It was all I could say to myself to not scream and cry. That'd make it worse. But, ignoring her will too.
"B*tch! Answer me!" she said in a threatening tone. She sounds like a b*tch herself. She is..... and she's my mom. Oh no, I didn't hear her! What to do.... What to do...... "I'm SORRY!" I say, not daring to look her in the eyes. I squeezed my eyes shut, waiting for the blow that'd knock me out. I feel it hit my head and I fell to my feet, out cold.
I wake up locked in my room with blood all over me. I get up to get in the shower and wince as I move. I got out a couple pain killers and took them. I slowly got in the shower and all I could think about was going to school. Oh, the irony. At home, I can't wait to go to school. At school, I can't wait to got home. To be honest, I can't wait to go to the grave. I get out and get ready for school. My new school, my new bullies, my new beatings, my new cuts...... God, help me.
*at school*
"Well, lookie here, we got ourselves a new emo in town," says a cruel blond girl. Oh, no......
"Leave her alone!" Who was that? I turn to face a skinny boy with chocolate brown eyes and gorgous blond hair.
With the girl forgotten, I say, "Hi," and earn a smile in return while the blond girl walks away with her posse with her.
"Hello, there." Wow, an amazing southern accent.
"Thank you...."
"No problem. I'm James, though." He stuck out his hand for me to shake.
"I'm Alex, so what classes are you in?" I ask, hoping we'd have the same schedule. We share our schedules and I have most classes in his.
"l'll be heading to homeroom" he said and asked for my phone. I gave it to him while he texted his phone. "There, call if you need me." I smile and walk to class daydreaming. Everything was fine, until the same blond chick poured hot coffee on me....
Notes
HEY! Sorry, first fan fic! Is it good? Should I keep going? Bvb won't be introduced til about 10 or 15th chapter.... sorry! Any suggestions? I'll try a chapter a day! Thanks!-Fallen Angel-
for a biginer it was realy good
4/6/14