A Saviour

I needed to tell my mom somehow, but how? I didn't think, but before I knew it I blurted out, "I need to go!" "Go where? You have no where to go it seems like." A voice said from behind, it was Ashley, "Yeah I know, but I could go home now, and go back to that hell hole tomorrow, ya know as of nothing happened, plus if the cops found out I ran away, and I was here they'd probably charge you with kidnapping!" What the hell. The law doing that? To the band surely not. "Well, the kids kinda smart," Juliet said, "she actually managed to escape a school without being noticed." "Well that's what ya get for being an outcast, no gives a shit what happens to you." I said regretfully. "Okay, first people do care, and do you talk like that all the time?" Ashley asked. "Yeah, I mean I can here you." CC said. "Yeah, problem?" I said, shit they'd probably thought I was sassy, stuck up, rich kid! "No. Just do your parents care?" "Well, my mom doesn't, after all the only time she's sober is when she's at work." "Woah, backup you never said you're mom was an alcoholic." Juliet said. "Oh, actually not even my best friends know, I always go to their houses, I never invite them over." "Well has your mom ever been sober." "Yeah, when the principal came over to talk about my behavior, and how I need to be on some kinda drug to help with my depression. My mom was surprised, she was all you cut yourself! I told her, well I can't believe you don't know, oh wait because you are drunk 24/7!" "Oh my god!" Juliet said in shock. "Look, I hate she's like this, but I don't want her dealing with CPS, she can't afford it, and I don't want to live with that asshole." "Who? Your dad?" "Yeah my dad! In fact if it wasn't for his poor ass descions I wouldn't be in this position!" I was angry, and upset, I stormed out of the bus, then felt I hand grab my arm, it was Andy, "Look, we don't mean to upset you. We aren't fucking psychologists, and we aren't wanting you to be pissed off either." "Yeah, yeah I know. I just think I should put my life back where it was, being used to my drunken mom, no dad, and bullies." "No you shouldn't!" He lifted up my sleeve of my jacket, "I don't want to see this on you, I don't you to have suicide in your mind anymore." "Yeah." Juliet said. "You are a strong girl, you are hurt by people, but still have a strong will. You don't have to keep the scars or the past marked on you!" I hugged Juliet, I was nearly in tears, I didn't want to live the way I was now, no not anymore. But now, how could I fix it.

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