Sunday- 7:00 am
Tic Toc Tic Toc
I stare at the clock as the sun slowly raises. The cool breeze brushes across my skin.
"I should get up...Or I could lay here a bit more...my room is a mess, I have stuff I need to do, I need to get mom's medication..." saying to myself as I let out a sigh.
"MAEVE, GET OFF YOUR LAZY ASS AND BE USEFUL FOR ONCE, GO GET MY MEDS"
I sigh, "OK GIVE ME A DAMN MINUTE," I shouted back as I threw myself forward to get up and shower. When I stepped out of the shower I looked in the mirror, I hats what I see, I hate my chubby stomach, my chubby thighs, my chubby cheeks. I hate the scars that line my arms, my thighs, my hips. I hate everything.
"Hey Maeve," The lady at the store said to me.
"Hey"
"You alright?" she asked in a worried voice.
"Yeah, I'm just a little tired."
I grab my mom's medication and leave.
"Bye"
"Bye!"
Mom's gonna be mad because I took my time.
When I get back I wasn't surprised to see another guy in the house and to see her drinking. I wasn't even gone that long.
"Why'd it take so long, are you that fat that it takes forever?"
"Heres your medicine"
"ANSWER ME, why did you take so long?"
"No reason I was just taking the long way."
"Well did I say to take the long way?" she said inches away from my face, I could smell the alcohol blow into my face.
I walk to my room as she and the random guy continues to yell at me. I lock my door knowing he would try to get in like all the others. I go to my bathroom and lock myself in there too. The shower is my comfort place because it is the farthest away from the door. The water runs down my body, I draw with silver and it drips red, it drips down the drain. The drain takes it all away, my problems, they down to the bottom...
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Drain
Random⚠️TW: Mentions of Self harm, Mental illness, abuse Maeve is a 14 year old girl who struggles with depression and anxiety. She has a rough home life and has an addiction to self harm and later discovers the calm feeling of getting high. This story wi...
