Born blind, and as the princess of Heaven isn't exactly an easy job.
Your mother died when you were just a little kid, and ever since, your father hasn't exactly been the best to you. One day, your father declared that he had found someone for you...
Was it all in my head? Was it meant to be? Thought I'd love you til death Now you're dead to me I still fucking hate you, hate you, hate you What are you doing to me? Thought I'd love you til death Now you're dead to me
You fucking broke me I'm crazy Yeah yeah yeah you were my baby I wasn't perfect but I've worked so hard You still called me lazy Had to leave to see all the shit that you were doing to me Called me so many names, started to believe Made me fucking hate myself You never wanted me, you wanted someone else You made our home start to feel like a cell Took a look in the mirror and I started to see A man that wanted some love you could never give to me
Was it all in my head? Was it meant to be? Thought I'd love you til death Now you're dead to me I still fucking hate you, hate you, hate you What are you doing to me? Thought I'd love you til death Now you're dead to me
I wasn't perfect Always flirting with different women and getting too fucked up We couldn't even have a conversation But what you did was worse, it was fucking inhuman I caught you in bed with another man, just left feeling stupid I went home and thinking and drinking and finished a gram I got madder and madder, and I ripped him out of bed You were screaming at me and him We're fighting on the floor Had blood spilling out my head leaving from the door I was wearing shades the next day Because you knew I was meeting fans It was the lowest fucking point I ever fucking felt as a man I got hate in my heart and an endless aggression I can't let it all go until you answer my question
Was it all in my head? Was it meant to be? Thought I'd love you til death Now you're dead to me I still fucking hate you, hate you, hate you What are you doing to me? Thought I'd love you til death Now you're dead to me
I couldn't see it then, but I see it now Thank you so fucking much for ripping my heart out Stomping it and cutting it and bleeding it out Finally figured out so much about myself I was never the problem, I can finally see You just weren't the right fucking person for me Take care, wish you well and the best Hoping our paths never cross again Said what I had to and needed to say Going to love myself like I should have yesterday
Was it all in my head? Was it meant to be? Thought I'd love you til death Now you're dead to me I still fucking hate you, hate you, hate you What are you doing to me? Thought I loved you til death Now you're dead to me
Dead to me Fucking dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead Fucking dead, dead, dead You're dead to me
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You're sat in the back of the rusty old car, your mother had bought cheep off of an old friend. Your body bouncing every time the tires hit a rock, or a random unfixed pot-hole. Other than your mothers random mumbling or uninteresting rants about work. The majority of the conversations stayed between your mother and sister, but once in a while your mother would ask how you were doing. "Hey Y/N!" You heard your sister yell at you from the front of the car. Yes, you had a new name now, Y/N. Every time you told your mom or sister about your life in heaven, they never believed you. Passing it off as a wild imagination or childish dreams. Your sister always called you a lair, or psychotic. "What" You responded very unenthusiastically. No response. "What!?" you yelled at her, already becoming very aggravated. Still no response. You crossed your arms and turned your head in the direction of the car window. "Why did you turn your head? You cant see anything idiot!" Your sister remarked. "Oh my god, fuck off Juno!! Why are you always such a bitch to me?!" You yelled back at her, and instantly regretting all of it as soon as it came out of your mouth. Your mother gasped before yelling back at you. "Y/N, M/N, L/N. What has gotten into you?! We do not speak such unholy words in this family! I swear, you have been nothing, but trouble ever since your father died!" The rest of the car ride to your new home was silent.
"Okay girls! We're here. Our new home. Juno, help your sister to her room please. And don't argue. I believe that they said Y/N's room was in the attic suite." Your mother ordered your sister. She groaned and unwillingly opened the door, taking her sweet time getting around the car to open yours. She helped you out and grabbed your upper arm with a lot of force. It was her way of quietly saying how much she hated you for being born and what not. You winced at the pain a little but you knew better than to make any sound. She helped you up to your room and put a box cutter in your hand. She leaned in towards your ear. "You're lucky murder is illegal. Maybe you should just do it yourself." She pushed you away slightly and walked out the room, slamming the door shut behind her. You walked around your room and found your mattress and a few blankets that were laid neatly on top, and fell asleep. The next morning you were rudely awoken by banging on your door, at an ungodly hour. "Get up looser, get changed so you look like you didn't just walk out of a mental hospital. Kay?" You heard your sisters voice from the other side of the door, then her footsteps echoing down the stairs. You got up out of bed and picked out your favorite dress. It was a long dress with three layers. A bow corset, long sleeves, with roses and pearls lining the neck of the dress.
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You walked down the ramp, that used to be a staircase, careful as to not trip on the dress and went into the kitchen and sat down to eat.
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Again, sorry for such a short chapter. I hope that i'll be able to make this next one a lot longer :3 Stay tuned~
