The Hidden
Maybe I Should Cry For Help, Maybe I Should Kill Myself
*Pandora's P.O.V.*
I slipped out of bed. I looked out my window. The lake was still. No one stood in it. I stepped to it and saw the four wheeler was still in its place. Sighing, I placed my hand over my heart and exhaled, feeling relief rush into me. Holding back the urge to skip I started to get ready for the day. I grabbed a washcloth and scrubbed my face. Lifting the fabric to my face I caught sight of my wrist. I almost screamed and I fell against the wall and slid down to the floor.
Yesterday was real. I shook and thought. My idols were vampires. And Jinxx created them all. He had once been evil, or he still was. I slammed my head back into the wall. After collecting myself I stood. I skipped makeup and peeled off my old clothes, shoving myself into skinny jeans, a Motionless in White shirt and a thin hoodie, I ran down the stairs. Tate was already gone, out at work or with his buddies. I grabbed the keys to the Jeep, and pushed the engine to start and got onto the dirt road.
I bounced in my seat until I got to the paved highway through the small town that I lived by. People waved and I smiling lightly, my knuckles turning white from my grip on the steering wheel. My phone buzzed as I approached the stoplight. I grabbed it the screen light up.
Notes
Lol I have no clue what I am doing with life.
I watched the suicide squad trailer this morning and my god I love it. My laptop hates me so im typing on my phone. Sorry if this sucks. (It does I know.)
you people need to comment and crap jesus
im tired and my birthday is coming up on Saturday. Since I have no friends I'm gonna be alone.
Happy fucking birthday to me.
</3 iSY
@Itoxicbutterfly
Thank you!
7/17/15