Chapter 1: Bad Enough Right?

"Stop, STOP mom please!"I cried out loud. I wanted everything to end. All her mistreatment's, all her hate towards me, all this pain! It was just to much. "To much!" I screamed. "Shut up you stupid bitch! You're worthless!" my mother replied. "Mother please stop drinking , your fulling yourself with poison!" I trembled. "You don't tell me what to do! I'm your mother you fucking slut!" She slaps me as I fell to the ground and loss conscious.

Next thing I know I'm in the ground 2 hours later after arguing with my mother. God I just wish my brother wouldn't have left. He was my only hope my only illusion of living, but now everything has shattered. He's gone far away, to Berklin University and he won't be coming home for a pretty long LONG time. Well, now I have to live alone without hope without anything... anything! I cried to the fact of facing the truth, I'm all alone no more brother to protect me.

That night I fell asleep with tears flowing down my cheeks I didn't even change. I stayed with my black ripped skinny jeans, white Falling In Reverse tight T-shirt, studded belts, A Day To Remember black hoodie, and my black converse. I had over slept that night, I was too sore to get up. Every single fucking day of my life my only mother would hit me beat me up until she left me unconscious or until she was too tired to continue. I didn't felt like going to school, but even so my mother entered my room.

"Get up you lazy ass" she growled "What? Why should I get up?!" I hesitated. She gave me a death stare, but I wasn't afraid I was used to it. "You have 2 hours to get ready for school!" she commanded "School?! Oh please!" I faked a laugh. After saying that my mother slapped me, unfortunately not to harsh to leave me unconscious. So I headed to the bathroom to take a warm bath. I washed my skin full of cutting scars some new, some old but there going to stay there for the rest of my life and faded bruises my mother left me.

After showering, I got in my tight skinny gray jeans, a black shirt, a purple hoodie, black studded converse, and studded belts and bracelet's to cover my scars. The real scars in me are not from cutting myself nor from shedding blood but are from inside my heart. Then I dried my dark red hair, after that I covered my brand new bruises my mother had left me on my pale white face with make up. I swear one of these days she'll end up killing me or better yet, letting myself commit suicide without giving a single care about me, her own daughter, I think that's best isn't it? suiciding, dyeing, ceasing the pain inside me.

Well, I have done that a couple of time, but sadly I always end up surviving, but I have had broken my left arm, right hand and had serious intoxication caused by the poison I drank, twice. I am just sick and tired of living in this filthy world filled with humans like my mother. Anyways as I went through my thoughts, I headed downstairs realizing that my mom had already left & got me a quick snack. Suddently then I heard loud banging's on the door  "jeez wait!..." I headed to the door, opened it, about to burst into shouts for all the banging, but instead I found myself in front of him, in front of...

Chapter 2: Finally, He's home

I fell to the floor to the thought that he's home, that he's here with me. Finally, he's home, back to me, to protect me, my dear Destery. "Destery" I whispered with tears as I felt my brother's arms take hold of me. "Yes, my sweet sister?" he smiled. It seems like ages since I had seen my dearly brothers warm smile. You can say that my brother is a gentleman, he treats every girl with respect and I am a proud sister, proud and happy to see my inspiration to live, here with me, protecting me.

"Brother, I'm so happy to see you" I cried. "I'm happy to see you too, I'm glad your still with life" he smiled as I was about to ask him something but then he interrupted "Don't worry, trust in me okay? "I will always trust you brother" I replied. He started going up the stairs "she already left, she's probably at the bar or something" I murmured angrily. "Oh no, i'm not looking for mother" I headed up the stairs to see what he was doing or looking for. I realized he was packing all my stuff "Where are you taking my stuff?" I worriedly asked.

He had a grin across his pale white face and his crystal emerald eyes where shining when I asked "I'm getting you out of this fucking hole!" I got excited to know about this, but "No this is not right, I can't leave mom alone!" I realized I had to stay here and try to support my mom, try to get her out of her addiction. "But??!!..." My brother exclaimed, but I explained "Brother I will try my best to help her, I love her even though she hates me, she gave birth to me and I know she once loved us, I am determined to break her malicious addiction" I promised while my brother shake his head. "Fine but I will come for you, right after this year like it or not!" my brother kissed me on my forehead. "I love you sister" he smiled worriedly "I love you too big brother" I kissed him on the cheek.

"Well I have to go now" he started walking downstairs outside the house to his car. "I'll miss you" he turned around before he got in his car "I'll miss you too, take care of yourself, if anything happens to you.." "I know, I know, to call you" I giggled "I will come for you, remember, in 8 month" He gets to his car and starts to go down the road. I started to run after the car, chasing him "I will, I will remember!!" I screamed with all of me while tears started to flow down my face, leaving my eyes dried to realize I was late for school. "Shit!" I yelled while running as fast as I could to school. "Ahw, who cares, its just school anyways, nothing big or important" I started to catch my breath.

It's good that I got an Ipod with me. That way I can listen to music that helps me survive this hell i'm going through. Finally I reached school which is very far from my house. After getting another late slip again and getting lame complains from the teacher again and AGAIN!!! being stared at by all the fucking students from the class, being the center of attention, ah I just hate it!, I get to my seat, the back seat all the way to the end. Finally after passing all that I realize there was a new student in class and because I got late I wasn't able to know his name but I wasn't interested in knowing. "Gina, this is Skylar, Skylar Knights, please treat him with respect" the teacher explained while Skylar stares at me with his hazel eyes. As we both look at each other I found myself in a awkward situation "Sky..." I whispered. Sky....

Chapter 3: Blue Sky

Sky... like the blue sky with white clouds. After a long weird day I came home to find my mother across the floor. She'd been drinking till she fell asleep,  but what can I do? God, I need to find a way to get her out of this situation. I went to my room took of my cloth and put on a lazy shirt with a pair of sweat pants. 

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Texte: This book was created by Clarissa N. (ronald.clarizza) and can not be credited by any other person without permission
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Tag der Veröffentlichung: 13.01.2013

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