The worst

I've been dreaming too much… I need to get outside but I'm too tired all the time. My head keeps throbbing, my grades drop to the floor and then I fall back into sleep and anime. Not saying I don't like that reality, it would be better if I could have that type of luck. The only thing I've ever seemed to be good at was writing and getting into drama. Lately it's gotten pretty bad, I can't seem to do anything right anymore.

"KARMA SWEETY, GET READY. THERAPY IS IN AN HOUR AND YOU CANT BE LATE AGAIN" my mom yelled from down stairs.

"Fuck….why today of all days".

I got out of bed, put my long black hair into a messy ponytail, a dark hoodie and some ripped jeans on and headed down stairs.

"Hey honey, I made breakfast!" "It's nothing special but I want you to be filled up before we head out".

My mom always seemed to have a gentle tone to her and never got too upset when I'd get arrested or suspended. I wouldn't have gone to therapy if the court didn't require it instead of going back to juvi so I just decided to roll with it.

"Thanks but I'm not hungry".

I decided to just skip therapy and go to the mall to pick up some coffee before school. Tho I didn't really like school it's better than therapy. After getting to school almost 2 hours late I walked into my class and immediately got comments about how I never try to look nice or some stupid shit like that I guess.

"Wow karma you look- Nice!" Said some bitch in my class named daisy.

"Yeah at least I don't have aids at 17". She shut up real quick after I spit that at her.

"Class stop fuckin around and shut up, we have a new student."

Some shitty haired guy walks in wearing a mask with what looked like dirt on it, we'd later find out that it wasn't dirt at all…

"Who the shit is that???" I whisper over to my only friend in the shitty school, her name was Lex.

Lex had blood red hair down to her ass, black eyes and light skin. People used to call her a demon till they met me, we where inseparable like Bonnie and Clyde.

"I don't fuckin know" lex whispered back to me.

"Kinda hot haha, maybe you can finally get laid!" Lex jokingly shoved me.

I didn't give a fuck about body counts or any shit like that, I was mainly a dare for the shitty little jocks that where dumb enough to fuck with me at the time. Jokes on them, after messing with me most of them where women and never came back to school. People stopped making me a dare after smashing a dudes head in with my books, Lex was always there for me when I got into shit. Lex was born well off so she always hit up her lawyer when I got into shit.

"Hey, names Alex. Call me Alex"

"Damn, man means business" I whispered to Lex.

"Alex sit next to karma."

"Hey don't put that crazy fucker next to me!" I yelled.

"Deal with it, you can handle him can't you"?

I fuckin hate that shit teacher, but respect her for the shit she says. Alex sat next to me and pulled out a notebook. I just kept slamming my head into my desk hoping the bell would ring and save me from this shit. Alex grabbed my head by my pony tail and pulled my head back so I couldn't hit my head, big mistake.

"What the hell!?" I yelled. "Fuckin let me go shit head!"

"Nah I don't feel like it".

"You've got some fuckin nerve!"

"What will you do? Call daddy?"

Mistake number 2, my dad died in a crash when I was a kid. I can't drive in cars without getting scared. So what did I do? I punched him as hard as I could, breaking a knuckle in the process. You're probably wondering how I did that, well it wasn't as great as it seemed. He moved and not only did I hit him but I hit the wall next to him.

" FUCK!"

Next thing I know I'm in the hospital with a fuckin cast, when I broke my knuckle it pushed into my head and broke parts of my hand. Next day of school I told the teacher to move his ass away from me, little did I know things would get a lot worse after this…