Chapter 14

Keath's P.O.V.

I can't believe I gave up so easily! What the fuck is wrong with me! I should have stayed, but her mother was right....if I stayed they would have kept hurting her.

I heard her scream out in pain when I had left the room. I wish I could hold her in my arms right now, I need her.

Instead of being with the girl I love I'm sitting here on my bed, feeling nothing except regret.

What would happen if I had just left her alone to begin with, and found my own way to class that day....she would have been better off if she had never met me.

I groaned and slammed my fist into the side of my head.

"Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid." I muttered to myself.

-Flashback-

"Why can't you be more like your sister!?" My mother yelled, as she slapped me upside the head.

My sister looked at me in disgust, "Yeah Keath, you're so fucking stupid, I bet that stupid kid that was born with a mental disability is smarter than you." Alyssa sneered.

My father smiled at her kindly before turning to me, "Get your fucking grades up, or you will get a beating you will never forget, you're the next head of this family, so you'd better fucking prove that." My father then punched me in the side of the head.

My ears started ringing, my eyes filled with tears that I would never shed in the presence of my family.

-End of flashback-

I got up and grabbed my medication, just to forget about the past, even if it is just for a little while.

Before I popped the pill in my mouth I stopped.

I looked over and saw a bottle of whiskey....I looked at the back of the pill bottle, I can't take this if I'm drinking.

I threw the pills back onto the table, and took a swig of my whiskey.

Ally's P.O.V.

On the way home it was quiet with the occasional whispers of my parents in the front seat, I don't even have to guess what they're talking about, I already know.

Me.

Fuck I messed up so fucking bad this time, no wonder my father is disgusted by me, and my mother is right, I deserve everything that's coming to me later, every last bit.

I shouldn't have cut that day, but I wanted them to shut up, my demons are getting stronger, they're winning this war, I need to fight back, but I don't have any strength left to do so.

Everything I do is wrong, it will never be good enough for my parents, my bullies....Keath.

He's probably happy to have me out of his way, at least now he can go date whoever he wants, and get his social status back up.

I've held him back long enough, everything was an act, the I love yous, the kisses....everything, I know that now.

He would have stayed, yes I know my mother was hurting me, but when he left he may as well have slowly pressed a knife into my chest, and slowly turn it.

That would have been way less painful than what happened.

He left me in their care, he has no idea what's going to happen to me when I get home, he has no idea.