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When all else fails... fake a smile.

Chapter 1.... It all is the same

Brooke's POV
*5 days ago*
"You are worthless. You can't clean, can't cook, and you are ugly, fat, and just a disappointment," my mother yells. God this is what I get when I go to leave for my finale week of high school. I run out the door, forgetting my book bag. I am 19 officially today, and my parents didn't even remember to say "happy birthday". Then again that is like trying to teach a fish to play fetch out of water, its never going to happen. I start up my car, on old black 1995 convertible mustang, and go head to pike up Leah. It is a good thing that she is there for me...or I wouldn't be here.

I pull up to her house, "Devil in the Mirror" by BVB blasting. She comes running out the door and jumps in. "Love the lighter shade of blue hun." I begin to drive to school. "Thanks. Oh I need..." before she can finish her sentence I pull out a new pack of cigarettes. "How did you know," Leah asked. I laugh. Me and her are like sisters, always there for each other, being the stronger person when we really are the weaker one. "If your night was like mine, you need a new pack." We swing in to the school parking lot just as the bell rang. We head in to our classes. We both have the same classes, always have. Some people say we scare people to get what we want when really, Leah is the sweet innocent looking one, and I, well I am the bad ass, ill-kill-you-in-a-blink-of-an-eye kinda girl. We make our way to the back where our seats are. The teacher starts going over how graduation is coming up, and about how we, seniors need to get our life planed out. As classed went on there was a nock on the door and my friend Jacob comes walking in. He is holding balloons, a stuffed black bear, and there is someone holding a cake behind him. "HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY BROOKIE!!!!!" I shrink down in my seat, "dear fucking god, kill me now," I mutter. Leah laughs and everyone starts singing. I stand up rush past Jacob and the guy holding the cake, accidentally nocking it out of his hands, and straight to the girls bathroom. I lock myself in to a stall and start to cry. I knew they meant well and all, but I just didn't need THAT. I pull out my blade that I always have in my wallet. I go to cut my wrist when I hear Leah say, "Don't." One simple word, one that means a lot coming from her. We both cut and try to stop the other while we are simple doing the same thing behind the other's back. "Just please leave me alone." I let the tears run down my face. "Honey let me in." Great now Jacob is here. I am about to answer when I hear the door open and another girl's voice, "Umm you can't be in here. It is the GIRLS bathroom." Oh shit she just tried to go bad bitch on Jacob. "Ok miss prissy mother fucker, I CAN be in here. Last time I checked, and that was just a second ago, I like, no LOVE dick to. So bye-bye." I could basically hear her jaw hit the floor. She left, no one would stay standing there if they heard that. "OK look, thanks for the gifts and surprise, but I just... don't really...need that right now." Jacob and Leah sat down, yep they ain't moving. "Oh but cutting yourself is," Leah said. I just looked at what tiny bit of a reflection came from the blade, "it feels like it."

Some how they both talk me out of staying in the bathroom, but not from at least cutting once. I pull on Jacob's hoodie and head out to my car, "Where you going," asked Leah. "Any where but here," I said bluntly as I hopped in. "Oh goodie, now I can show you what I got you for your birthday," Leah said as she dug through her bag. "I told you not to get me any....." I stopped. I was staring at a pair of Black Veil Brides tour tickets. "Oh if you don't want these I can keep them." I grab one, "oh no I... LOVE it," I scream. "Good lets go pack and head out." Leah said that with no worrie, no pain, but I dread going back to my....house, back to my "parents".

Notes

Comments

@Brooke Lynn'e
You're welcome looooooooove!

IzzieDeadnow IzzieDeadnow
2/10/15

@IzzieDeadnow

lol thnx booooooooooooo

Brooke Lynn'e Brooke Lynn'e
2/10/15

Uh oh! I like your idearrrrrr!

IzzieDeadnow IzzieDeadnow
2/8/15

i just googled him lol

@star biersack

Brooke Lynn'e Brooke Lynn'e
1/13/15

can you give me a link to ronnies picture?

star biersack star biersack
1/12/15