I walked home as the events of that day played out in my mind. The names I was called, the notes on my locker everything was just getting to me. Before I knew it I was home. I checked the driveway and sure enough my parents cars were there. Oh shit I muttered to myself because I was home late from school. I opened the door to the house and smelt the strong odor of alcohol and drugs. I walked in and was shoved against the wall next to the front door as soon as I had shut the door. "Why were you late you little emo slut"he slurred, his breath reeking of alcohol. "I was getting some help in math because my grades are lower than they should be"I whimpered. He was choking me so the words were barely audible. "You little whore stop lying to me slut and tell me where the fuck you were!". He punched me in the face and I cried out in pain, but that just made it worse. He then proceeded to beat the living shit outa me. After he beat the shit outa me, he fell to the floor, passed out drunk. I looked over at my mum, who was as high as the fucking empire state building. She gave no response and i just shrugged my shoulders at her. I dragged myself upstairs and into the bathroom that was connected to my room. I locked the door, just in case and searched for my sharp and bloody friend. I found it and pulled my pants down and started slicing away at my thighs and wrists. When I was done I had a whopping grand total of 30 new cuts. I get undressed and take a shower, waiting until the water runs clear of my blood before doing the normal shower stuffs. I get out and get into my comfy hello kitty pjs before plugging up my iPod and phone to charge. I get under the covers and go to sleep and dream of nothing.

Notes

please don't hate on my story its my first fanfic and I'm gonna write more if you like it