So Young So Damaged

"I heard a knock upon my door the other day. I opened it to find death staring in my face-" I slammed my hand down on my alarm, stopping Ronnie Radkes amazing voice. Great. Another day in hell. I got up and stumbled over to my dresser. My ribs were still sore from last nights beating. Apperently getting a fucking glass of water will get you beaten shitless.

I rummaged through my drawers, finding my black and white Crown The Empire tank top and a pair of white ripped skinny jeans. I threw the clothes on and apllied my thick eyeliner. I looked at my hair in the mirror, it was all fucked up. Well I guess thats what I get for going to sleep with wet hair. Whatever. I straightened my purple and brown hair and then brushed my teeth. I sprayed some perfume on me so i wouldnt completely smell like cigarettes. Not that anyone cares though.

After that I found my black leather jacket and black vans, and put them on. I declared that i was finally ready, so I went to open my door but my father was standing right outside when i did. 'How ironic.' I thought to myself, thinking back to my alarm. "Hey daughter dearest." He slurred in his clearly drunken state. "Move. I have to leave." I demanded. "Dont you dare talk to me like that!" He boomed, grabbing me by the arms and slammed me against the wall. He threw a punch to my stomach and I screamed in pain. He threw me to the ground forcefully and repeatedly kicked me in the stomach. Soon enough he finnished and stumbled away. Thats gonna bruise I can feel it.

I peeled myself up off the ground and made my way downstairs. I grabbed a monster out of the fridge and threw my backback over my shoulder. I checked to make sure I had my metallic best friend before walking out the door. I shoved my headphones in my ears and pressed play. "Follow My Voice" by For All Those Sleeping rang through my headphones. I limped all the way to the school and all the way to the bathroom.

I locked myself in the stall and fumbled for my razor. I finally found it and smiled at the piece of metal in my hand. Yay. I took off my jacket and slid the cold metal across my forearm. I hissed at the pain but sighed when the pain faded. After 15 or so cuts I stopped and wrapped up the deep bleeding wounds. I looked at the time on my phone, 7:30. I still have like 30 minutes before first period. I slid my jacket back on and walked out into the empty hallways. Well. At least I thought they were empty. That is until I heard the high pitch obnoxious voices of Taylor and Tanya, the barbies.

"OMG Tanya look its the emo whore!" Seriously couldnt think of a better insult. I dont even get why they call me a whore, I dont get guys often and Im a virgin. Like what the fuck? "Hey emo bitch!" Tanya called. I continued to ignore her and kept walking. Thats when I felt a strong hand push me to ground. I looked up to see Tyler and David, Tanya and Taylors boytoys of the week. "Hey Freak! When my girl calls you you answer got it?!" David spat. I quickly nodded. Him and Tyler smirked before kicking me repeatedly. It felt like my ribcage was snapping with every blow. The whole time the fake bimbos were clinging onto them while i was on the ground in severe pain.

"HEY!! BACK THE FUCK AWAY FROM HER!!" I heard a loud male voice echo through the halls. I could hear his footsteps reverberate through the empty hallway. Suddenly the beating stopped and the four of them ran off. I tried to sit up but couldnt move, i was in way too much pain. The mysterious male stepped into my line of view. Holy. Fucking. Shit. He was gorgeous, Black shoulder length hair, intoxicating hazel eyes and pale white skin. "Hey hey shhhh dont move if it hurts." He cooed. Despite of what he said I tried to sit up again but cried out in pain. He shushed me before picking me up and carrying me to the all too familiar art room. I was confused.

"W-why are we in the art room?" I coughed out. He looked down at me and our eyes truley met for the first time. I was mesmerized by his perfect hazel orbs. I dont know how long we were staring at eachother but i finally relized what I was doing and looked away, blushing madly. "W-well I guess this is a good time to introduce myself. Im Mr. Way the new art teacher." He smiled. Wait what?

"Wait. What happened to Ms. Barnes?"

Notes

Hiya! New story I hope you like it. Please rate, comment, and subscribe if you like it, and if you dont like it then tell me and i will try to fix it. Okay beautiful creatures. I love you, eat your veggies, bye bye.
~XoXo Ember