good bye cruel cruel world
Bullys ugh
Kats P.O.V
"Kat wake up" Ray says gently shaking me gently. His brown hair in its normal very frizzy hair style; the curls that made up his hair took half of the hair length away. I seemed to come down to his shoulders on the over six foot tall man.
"Five more minutes" I call back to him as I roll over and pull the pillow over my head. My sleep had been disrupted and I liked my sleep.
"UP NOW" He yells, great pissed Ray. Ray or Fro- Man as I like to call him is a big guy and when he’s pissed you better run for cover.
"FINE IM UP" I yelled back at him, as I roll over. So much for skipping school today; I had to deal with the same thing at hell. Opps sorry I mean school.
Yeah I live with my cousin Ray Toro, great right? Not. It’s not that I don’t like the guy, it’s just we don’t get each other. He was a popular in high school; I’m called names and told to kill myself. Hell I stopped cutting a while ago but I really want to start again.
I walk into the closet and pick out my clothes for day, which are a black mini skirt and black fishnet leggings and a black V-neck tank top and I walk into the bathroom and get changed and put on makeup which is black eye shadow and black eye liner I walk down stairs and grab my bag and yell,
"BYE RAY, BYE AUNT LYDIA"I leave early, just as I start to step out the door.
"WAIT" Ray yells and comes running down the stairs, for such a large build he can move. What’s the rush? I don’t even want to go but I have to act like I care about school. I have to pretend that I’m not hurt every single day I have to go into that hell hole.
"What Ray? I have to go now" I tell him, even though I don't want to I have to go to school.
"Here" he says handing me a mail envelope, I'm confused and don’t know what is going on. The only thing that it could be was bad.
"What is this?" I ask as I tilt my head to the side, I had to act as if I didn’t know what it was, but it trouble in bag I just knew it.
"Its $600 dollars" He said as if it was nothing, Holy shit! I was wrong and I was sure surprized.
"What the hell dude! I can’t take this" I was truthful; I couldn't take that from him. I was just stunned no one had even bothered to give me a good Christmas or Birthday present before.
"Yes you can. Go buy yourself some stuff and enjoy" He told me with a smile and I pull him into a bone crushing hug, as a smile graced my lips. I could get myself something; some new clothes, an iPod and some music. Something that I had wanted I could get. I just don’t know what yet.
"Can’t breathe" He squeaked, as I wrapped my arms around him, I didn’t even realise what was happening as it happened. My birthday was coming up so I guess this was my gift.
“Sorry, Hey Ray can you put this in my room, so I have it when I want to go shopping” I was in a good mood for once. That wasn’t something that happened often. I would use the money at a later date when I really wanted to go out; but also when I had some free time.
"Yeah, bye" He told me as he snatched the envelope and pushed me out to door. I sighed and begin to walk. I begin to walk the long twisting road to the only place on earth where I was disliked more then I disliked myself.
As I’m walking to the school a black car pulls up next to me. Shit. I just have to ignore the car and the rude people in the car. Just keep walking and keep your cool. Just keep walking and keep your cool. I repeated this over and over in my thoughts.
"Hey sweet thing want a ride?" the driver says and that driver is Gerard Way, fuck. I slowly start to speed my walk up. Gerard was the leader of my group of bullies. I had a burning hate for him and his ‘friends’.
“That is a HELL NO…..” I say as I start to run, my feet and heart begin to pick up speed. My heart pounds as I run; my legs pump as I attempt to get away.
"Wasn't a question" Gerard smiled, he speed the car up to the speed I was at. I’m screwed, I know it I’m screwed, I just know it.
“Actually it was” I retort as Frank and Mikey grab my arms and drag me into the passenger’s side seat. Mikey was Gerard’s younger brother, Mikey was cute I will admit I had a crush on him. But after what happened when we first met… Frank was a bit of a pervert, we once were friends before Gerard passed a rumour about me.
I felt something and before I knew it I was screaming at people. “FRANK HAND OFF MY ASS”
"Whatever" he says as he puts me in the seat and rolls his eyes; just like Frank, the same Frank that I once knew and trust.
“So Gerard what master plan do you have planned for today? Oh holy one” Frank asks, that son of a bitch. That was our joke the joke that he used to call me.
"Well first shut up" He says calmly as he looks at me and puts a finger under my chin. As my chin was lifted I got even more hate for this bitch and how he uses me.
When Gerard took his finger from underneath my chin I saw the car doors were unlocked and I got an idea. When no one was looking I would hit the seatbelt button and take that off and I would pull the handle. When I could see the school I did just that.
I hit the button and the seat-buckle release; I moved my arm over and popped the door open. I jumped out and got quite a bit of height. When I hit the ground I could hear Gerard’s yelling. Life must go on.
"Kat wake up" Ray says gently shaking me gently. His brown hair in its normal very frizzy hair style; the curls that made up his hair took half of the hair length away. I seemed to come down to his shoulders on the over six foot tall man.
"Five more minutes" I call back to him as I roll over and pull the pillow over my head. My sleep had been disrupted and I liked my sleep.
"UP NOW" He yells, great pissed Ray. Ray or Fro- Man as I like to call him is a big guy and when he’s pissed you better run for cover.
"FINE IM UP" I yelled back at him, as I roll over. So much for skipping school today; I had to deal with the same thing at hell. Opps sorry I mean school.
Yeah I live with my cousin Ray Toro, great right? Not. It’s not that I don’t like the guy, it’s just we don’t get each other. He was a popular in high school; I’m called names and told to kill myself. Hell I stopped cutting a while ago but I really want to start again.
I walk into the closet and pick out my clothes for day, which are a black mini skirt and black fishnet leggings and a black V-neck tank top and I walk into the bathroom and get changed and put on makeup which is black eye shadow and black eye liner I walk down stairs and grab my bag and yell,
"BYE RAY, BYE AUNT LYDIA"I leave early, just as I start to step out the door.
"WAIT" Ray yells and comes running down the stairs, for such a large build he can move. What’s the rush? I don’t even want to go but I have to act like I care about school. I have to pretend that I’m not hurt every single day I have to go into that hell hole.
"What Ray? I have to go now" I tell him, even though I don't want to I have to go to school.
"Here" he says handing me a mail envelope, I'm confused and don’t know what is going on. The only thing that it could be was bad.
"What is this?" I ask as I tilt my head to the side, I had to act as if I didn’t know what it was, but it trouble in bag I just knew it.
"Its $600 dollars" He said as if it was nothing, Holy shit! I was wrong and I was sure surprized.
"What the hell dude! I can’t take this" I was truthful; I couldn't take that from him. I was just stunned no one had even bothered to give me a good Christmas or Birthday present before.
"Yes you can. Go buy yourself some stuff and enjoy" He told me with a smile and I pull him into a bone crushing hug, as a smile graced my lips. I could get myself something; some new clothes, an iPod and some music. Something that I had wanted I could get. I just don’t know what yet.
"Can’t breathe" He squeaked, as I wrapped my arms around him, I didn’t even realise what was happening as it happened. My birthday was coming up so I guess this was my gift.
“Sorry, Hey Ray can you put this in my room, so I have it when I want to go shopping” I was in a good mood for once. That wasn’t something that happened often. I would use the money at a later date when I really wanted to go out; but also when I had some free time.
"Yeah, bye" He told me as he snatched the envelope and pushed me out to door. I sighed and begin to walk. I begin to walk the long twisting road to the only place on earth where I was disliked more then I disliked myself.
As I’m walking to the school a black car pulls up next to me. Shit. I just have to ignore the car and the rude people in the car. Just keep walking and keep your cool. Just keep walking and keep your cool. I repeated this over and over in my thoughts.
"Hey sweet thing want a ride?" the driver says and that driver is Gerard Way, fuck. I slowly start to speed my walk up. Gerard was the leader of my group of bullies. I had a burning hate for him and his ‘friends’.
“That is a HELL NO…..” I say as I start to run, my feet and heart begin to pick up speed. My heart pounds as I run; my legs pump as I attempt to get away.
"Wasn't a question" Gerard smiled, he speed the car up to the speed I was at. I’m screwed, I know it I’m screwed, I just know it.
“Actually it was” I retort as Frank and Mikey grab my arms and drag me into the passenger’s side seat. Mikey was Gerard’s younger brother, Mikey was cute I will admit I had a crush on him. But after what happened when we first met… Frank was a bit of a pervert, we once were friends before Gerard passed a rumour about me.
I felt something and before I knew it I was screaming at people. “FRANK HAND OFF MY ASS”
"Whatever" he says as he puts me in the seat and rolls his eyes; just like Frank, the same Frank that I once knew and trust.
“So Gerard what master plan do you have planned for today? Oh holy one” Frank asks, that son of a bitch. That was our joke the joke that he used to call me.
"Well first shut up" He says calmly as he looks at me and puts a finger under my chin. As my chin was lifted I got even more hate for this bitch and how he uses me.
When Gerard took his finger from underneath my chin I saw the car doors were unlocked and I got an idea. When no one was looking I would hit the seatbelt button and take that off and I would pull the handle. When I could see the school I did just that.
I hit the button and the seat-buckle release; I moved my arm over and popped the door open. I jumped out and got quite a bit of height. When I hit the ground I could hear Gerard’s yelling. Life must go on.
KEEP IT!
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