1 Chapter One: Life Behind Walls

I was walking home from the bullies' words in my head. They stung like daggers. Especially from lily, her words hurt more as she knew more about me than the rest of them. I hurried home so mother wouldn't be mad at me. If I was late I would get to hear her scream for about an hour until the cops came to complain. I got home just one minute late, I knew that I had to sneak to my room. I had no lock on my door so a chair was my lock from her screams. Mother would get violent after a while so I turned the music up.

"just a few more complaints of her screaming and banging on the door, and I'll be free from her....." I muttered to myself, my cat looked at me as he always did. He was my emotional support animal. I gave him a treat. I knew to always keep water, food, and stuff for him if mother didn't let me go anywhere, even school, she would just say I was sick. On those days where I'm forced home, I block the door with my chair as I know she'll come to yell.

"Open the door you fucking mistake of a son!" mother yelled, she banged on the door with me on the other side crying with Alex my cat. I wish dad had taken me with him, no wonder he left I thought.

" Open the fucking door, Brian! I'll get rid of the damn cat if you don't," she yelled at me to open the door. Apart of me felt like I should since she provided for me but the other part was wiser and told me that if I do then she'll be in here in a flash just to hit me and yell. I cried and cried, I guess I fell asleep as when I awoke mom was gone. I saw shadows dancing and only Alex was there. I looked out the window and saw that it was dark, so I ate a bowl of cereal as I had a mini-fridge from my aunt. She knew what my mother was like and gifted me with it. At times I felt like I was living in a dorm. I finished my cereal and went to bed with Alex cuddling my arm. I woke up the next day and got dressed as usual. My gold earrings I got from dad as his farewell gift, I wore them every day. My Hoodie with my black mask to cover where the bullies and mom had hit me. Blue jeans and long gloves to cover my scars I had made for myself. I got my bag and fed Alex, I thought if mom was intoxicated last night when the police came they would have brought her down to the station to stay for the day. I went to school as quiet as ever.

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