|Im fangirling cause my cat licked my cheek willingly|
you're sick aren't you dear?
I'm sick of the tears.
why can't things end simply?
I ended up winning and sleeping in Garry's bed, But Nothing happened. Maybe the dude is really not gay like everyone says? Nah he's Probably a Closet gay.
Sunday, I better get home soon. Church. Mum is gonna be pissed if I miss church. I don't get it, Leo doesn't go to church. Maybe I should become a Jew? And be different? Fuck no.
I started to think about all the difference of My home and Garry's, Which made my eyes dry and the back of my throat hurt.
There's so much different between our homes.
Garry had a Mother who gave him everything he wanted. A dad who worked and listened to his conversations like they're a book.
am I envious?
or
Just greedy.
I sit up and groan, keep the tears in. Maybe I should try to get in a relationship with him? So I can get away from home and have some parents who accept me?
stop being a idiot.
I'm Just being silly, I nudge Garry. He just rolls over onto the other side so he wasn't facing me anymore. "Garry, Where's the bathroom?" I ask softly.
Garry rolled back over. His hair Was all messy now, You could see his Other eye. Which I honestly thought was hot. "Look for it yourself asshole."
Lovely words, And with that he rolled back over. "Jerk." I grumble then push him off the bed. The reply I got made me laugh, Of course he yelled a curse word. I quickly get up and ran out of the room, The house model was like all the others. But mine, It's different in a way.
The hallway was dark and it reaked of gloom. I instantly knew where the Bathroom was and ran inside, Then shut the door then lock it. "holy shit." I giggle. It's been a While since I've had a little fun, I'm usually cocky and teasing. But no one is fun around here.
"Hurry up in there!" Garry bangs on the door, I snicker. Then I noticed something in the Corner, A Broken Mirror. It instantly reminds me of the pleasure I had last time I accidently cut myself. It felt good, Relieving actually. I knew it was wrong, But it drawing.
I started to feel weak now, But it was still relieving. I broke a rule and this time I care, But then I dont. I started to realise I'm starting to loose too much blood. I pulled a little weak chuckle. Then grabbed the first aid kit, Then started to aid myself.
"You look weak and pale, Even your tanned skin is gone." Garry points out. Just before I head out the door. "So? I'm feeling sick." I mutter.
"You looked like you had trouble opening the door." Garry crosses his arms. "And I noticed a piece of glass missing from the Broken Mirror in the bathroom, Are you sure you're sick?" He says Stubbornly. "I saw the Broken glass and I thought it was unsafe to have it just sitting there so I put it in the bin, Alright? Geez. I have church so I need to go home." I reply, Then quickly walk out.
I'm glad I didn't faint, The years of Biology made me immune to fainting at the sight of blood. Which was good.
I make it to my house and Braced myself to get slapped on the back of my mother. And I did.
"It's Saturday!" She yells. I scoff.
"I was at a friend's place, I realised it was Ten so I couldn't leave." I simply, She scoffed.
Go to Timmy for a description as how she looks, I say she's white trash.
I went to my room, Timmy wasn't there. Lucky Bastard. I slam my door shut and Start putting my suit on.
"Why do we even do this? It's bullshit, complete and utter bullshit. God can suck my dick for all I care and I wouldn't devote my life to him." I mutter, I had a Clip on tie. I tell mum I don't know how to tie one. But I just couldn't careless to do it. She walks in, Without knocking by the way and tells me the hurry up so she can do my hair.
Five minutes later, we were running late. Mum Practically rakes my and Timmy's hair. Everytime he looked at me he had a Scared expression or worried.
He knows what's coming to him, It'll be coming when he expects it or not. But either way. He's gonna be getting a another sliver tooth.
We enter the church doors and I instantly feel like Burning. Not literally, Churches are a bunch of Bullshit. Psychically methods. tis all.
We sit down at one of the benches, My father was a Lucky Bastard. He didn't come. I swear mum is ashamed of him having no face.
The Benches were cold and Harsh on my ass, every five minutes I would shuffle to try and get Comfortable. But more Splinters went up my ass. "Hello Alyssa." A old lady say as she sits next to my mother. Oh god no. The Old Lady had White Hair that went to her shoulders and Wrinkles. She needed some anti aging cream.
"What lovely boys you have here." The Old Lady points out, She had a small smile. "These handsome boys are gonna find lovely women and get married happily." She says happily. "I hope so!" Mum exclaims, Then Elbows me in the hip, It made me flinch into a Proper sitting Position.
"I sure d-do!" Timmy says Excitedly. What a Nerd. "Yeah." I grumble.
"I think my eldest found the perfect girl." Mum says happily, "I've heard the date went wonderfully."
I have multiple things wrong with that sentence. 1. I have a name bitch
2. At the end of the date, We didn't get together. For starters. And her brother was hot, He ended up looking at me like I was Desert. Next thing we knew, We were making out on the couch and his sister's scream of horror couldn't stop us. We ended up doin it up against the wall. I have a white mark from when he banged me against the hall where we didnt notice the nail. Eh, Kinda added to the fun.
Of course mum didn't add that.
"I see him getting married already." Bertha giggles.
I tend to feel sorry for people with Stupid names, like, What kind of name is Bertha??? I roll my eyes and look around, The church was starting to fill up with people. Leo's family wasn't to be seen. Lucky bastards.
I saw the richmans and Jealousy filled my mind. Two twins and their Grandparents. Living the High life.
Bastards.
