Give Me All Your Poison... Ummm No Thanks
The More You Think About Life, the Worst It Gets
I arrived at my house to find my mom crashed out on the ground. I hate it when she does this. I pick her up bridal style to her room where I tripped over a few beer and vodka bottles before reaching her bed and gently layed her down and tucked her in. I exited into the hallway, grabbed my iPod and turned my music blaring out of my headphones.
As as I lay there, thinking about life, an how the only good thing is my music and Midnight, Gerard, and Chrysalis. I didn't deserve the abuse from my mom... Let alone what my dad had done to me before he left us.
"Dad, I'm sorry! I'm sorry!!!" I yelled as my dad flung my up the stair into my room.
"You shouldn't have been such an ass then!" He said as he started throwing punches into my stomach.
I fell to the ground, loosing my breath from the repeated beatings. Since he was to drunk and confused to bend over without falling over, he just started kicking me. Some kicks landed on my face and some in my stomach. The last kick landed in my groin and as I cringed in pain worse then I had ever felt, he left me on my bedroom floor, crying and trying to stand up, still feeling like shit.
I managed to stand up and make it to my bathroom. i took off my shirt and assessed the damage. I felt around an knew right away I had a few broken bones and countless cuts and bruises.
It wasn't the first time I had been beaten like that. It happened that severely at least once a year. It started when he started drinking after grandfather died, which was when I was about 12. The next year, after countless beatings I had turned to self harm. I would look forward to coming home from being bullied all day to come home and cut. The bitter sweet feeling of the fresh new, cold blade against my skin and the trickle of blood down my arms made everything go blurry.
Although i hadn't cut in about 2 months I was still really craving one of my oldest friends... My blades. But I know that Midnight would be ashamed if she were to find out, so for now I would take my mind off it.
"Hey :)" I read from Midnight.
"What's up?" I replied.
"I was wondering when we would be going out... And where." She asked.
"Well in about and hour could I come get you and walk you too the mall?" I asked.
"Sounds fun!!! Love you. See you soon." She replied.
"Love you too." I replied before my door burst open.
I had not seen the familiar slim figure in a long time and I was wondering why he had ran into my house in such a hurry.
"It's Gerard." Mikey said. "He needs you. Now."
As as I lay there, thinking about life, an how the only good thing is my music and Midnight, Gerard, and Chrysalis. I didn't deserve the abuse from my mom... Let alone what my dad had done to me before he left us.
"Dad, I'm sorry! I'm sorry!!!" I yelled as my dad flung my up the stair into my room.
"You shouldn't have been such an ass then!" He said as he started throwing punches into my stomach.
I fell to the ground, loosing my breath from the repeated beatings. Since he was to drunk and confused to bend over without falling over, he just started kicking me. Some kicks landed on my face and some in my stomach. The last kick landed in my groin and as I cringed in pain worse then I had ever felt, he left me on my bedroom floor, crying and trying to stand up, still feeling like shit.
I managed to stand up and make it to my bathroom. i took off my shirt and assessed the damage. I felt around an knew right away I had a few broken bones and countless cuts and bruises.
It wasn't the first time I had been beaten like that. It happened that severely at least once a year. It started when he started drinking after grandfather died, which was when I was about 12. The next year, after countless beatings I had turned to self harm. I would look forward to coming home from being bullied all day to come home and cut. The bitter sweet feeling of the fresh new, cold blade against my skin and the trickle of blood down my arms made everything go blurry.
Although i hadn't cut in about 2 months I was still really craving one of my oldest friends... My blades. But I know that Midnight would be ashamed if she were to find out, so for now I would take my mind off it.
"Hey :)" I read from Midnight.
"What's up?" I replied.
"I was wondering when we would be going out... And where." She asked.
"Well in about and hour could I come get you and walk you too the mall?" I asked.
"Sounds fun!!! Love you. See you soon." She replied.
"Love you too." I replied before my door burst open.
I had not seen the familiar slim figure in a long time and I was wondering why he had ran into my house in such a hurry.
"It's Gerard." Mikey said. "He needs you. Now."
Notes
OMG!Thanks for reading!!!
~Anonymous
@xxstraightjacketxx
I'm sorry!!! Don't worry, I used to eat practically all divar when I was younger and I made it to 19 so far, so yeah!!! Haha, I hope you enjoy this update.
1/15/14