Your Insanity

Chapter 1: Kicked out

[Sunday, April 19th, 2026]

"It's going to get better! Just got to try your best and don't give up."

Whenever I hear someone say that I want to punch the closest person to me, or the one saying it. All I do is try and try but it's just never enough anymore. I'm 20 now and I STILL deal with the same bullshit twenty-four fucking seven. I don't know what I did to deserve this but please, for God's sake, make it stop.

I slightly sigh as I stop in my tracks, as I feel the rain hit my clothes, becoming soaked. "It's all the same anymore," I said to myself, looking down at the ground as puddles of water formed at my feet. My reflection started to show, as my numb expression became fueled with anger. I scoffed at myself, kicking the puddle as I continued my walk down the block.

When my siblings died, I think that's just when everything went downhill. I lost friends, my parents started to get worse, and worse, and school just became hell for me. The only person who probably kept me going was Max, my best friend right now. He doesn't judge me, treat me like shit, look down on me, or is even scared of me. He treated me like a person more than anyone else in my life. Maybe I'm being dramatic, but that's just how it feels anymore.

As I walk my way through the rain, trying my goddamn hardest to forget the events that even led me here, I ended up tripping and falling into one of the muddiest of fucking puddles. What amazing fucking luck man.

Could this get any worse?

[Third Person] An hour earlier: 11:48 pm

"So, Kylee?" The voice made Kylee grit their teeth, knowing their mother was ready to berate them for their rent money as they were a day late. "Yes, Mom?" They said in an annoyed tone. "You know, where is it? You're a day late Kylee, I told you I wouldn't have this bullshit again!" she answer back, already yelling. "Again? This is my first time and I already explained why I'm late, it's not my fault my check hasn't come in yet" Kylee slightly snapped back, already pissed off.

"Don't raise your voice at me young lady, I'm sure one of your boyfriends could lend you some money" she said in a smart remark, leaving a little smirk behind. Kylee sighed, not wanting to hear it after already having a bad day at work this morning "Mom, you'll get it tomorrow now please lay off me".

SMACK

Kylee let out a deep, annoyed groan as their mother slapped them on the back of the head. They looked up at her to see her turning red like Kylee just insulted her entire bloodline. "Don't.EVER.Tell me what to do and how to speak to you. You're in MY house so you listen to me you ungrateful harlot" She goes to smack Kylee again only for them to get up and quickly move out of the way. "Bro all I fucking said was to lay off, it's like you want a reason to fucking hurt me," said Kylee, now shouting at her. They couldn't even grasp what they did wrong right now. This was their first time being late and it wasn't even their fault! Their job had a malfunction with the paychecks, so they weren't the only ones not getting paid that day.

"Excuse me?? WHO are you yelling at" Their mother said as she, herself, had her voice raised. It's like someone put a stupefy spell on her and now she is trying every reason to yell or belittle them. She will call them names, hit them, or take away certain needs. And for what? Who knows, all Kylee knows is they're very tired of it.

"You know what Kylee, just leave, get out!!" She yelled, pointing to the door. "Ahh there we go, could've just said that from the start Kristina" At that point, what was the point in calling her mom, all she did was hurt them. "Excuse you, you do NOT refer to me by my name" Kristina yelled once more, causing Kylee to now move away from her. "What do you want me to say? Master? Ma'am?'".