Chapter 8

I failed my high school, I had no interest in anything. My parents were disappointed in me more than ever. I became a complete new person, who is rebel towards everything. I started working as waitress in a restaurant, job was tiring but gave me enough money to survive. Everyday was same till I met Jack, he introduced me to other side of city. He took me to his hood , soon his friend became my friend, we hanged out a lot after work, they taught me their ways. Before I knew, I became one of them. I started smoking and drinking. My life became like a life of punk who don't care about anyone. I got into drugs, which became my new addition, it helped me forget my failure and problems. It became my new coping mechanism. I felt happy again so kept on having more and more.

It was around 8 at night, Jack dropped me in front of my house, as I entered I saw both my parents sitting around the dining table. It looked like they were waiting for me, I tried to ignore them and go up.

"Deb, we need to talk" my dad called out.

I couldn't walk away, so went and sat in a chair across them.

My dad continued "Deb, it's been 3 days, where were you?"

"I was with my friends" I replied with attitude.

"With your friend? Don't tell me that thugs are your friends?"

Mom lashed.

"MOM! You have no right to judge my friends!" I yelled back at my mom

"All these time you been wasting your life with that's punks! You have been drinking, smoking and doing things that are disgraceful to our family for past 6 months, so don't tell what not to judge!" Mom kept on nagging.

"They were the only people who were there for me, so you don't have right to say that, you both only cared for yourself so don't tell me whom should I be with"

"Mark, look what nonsense is she saying, we only cared about us it seems, if only cared about us we wouldn't have come here! We worked our ass off for you. Now you are yelling at us!"

"Did I ask you for all this? So don't tell me that it's all for me. When I really wanted you, you were never there for me. Now I'm 18, I can take care of my self!" I walked away to my room and slammed the door.

I was so frustrated and angry, I went on searching for some pills in my bag. There were three in pack, I took all three at once.

I saw a light far away so bright, then I walked towards it….