The Lonely Ones

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I loved watching them. I would just stand by my open window, perched on it as I stared at the stars in the sky. Maybe it was

always gonna be okay.

kay and I'll always be okay. Fuck, I was high as hell. Wasted even, and I don't ev

, when we got here, the town was pretty great. I made some new shitty friends and I went out partying with the

r ringtone from my

e fuck

each for it on the bed I'm lying on and mut

iliar female voic

ha

I touch my head and sl

ownstairs. It's time for school." The voice sa

? Schoo

pressing the heel of

voice calls my name again. " Or I'm br

e can't see m

feet and rush

or breakfast." I say, with my hands on my door, readying m

theart sometimes. She acts like my older si

airs or mom's gonna come kick your ass." I

my door as I slide down to the floor, with my elbo

y room. The drapes are drawn close, with morphines,

d I'm not proud of myself. I'm

s on my arm with long sleeves each time I shoot up. The Monroe's are great people. They are nice an

with my parents when it happened. When I opened my eyes, according to the doctors, they said I was out for like a

keep me for long, I got involved with the wrong crowd and I would sneak out at night in my New foster home to get high and wasted. I was only fifteen. I got involved with drugs and it was just easier to numb the pain and forget I was

ll this pain and hurt was gonna end and I may get my own salvation. I had the tattoo on my back, and the bird took almost every part of my upper back. I was young and I guess

. They adopted me. They cared for me, truly cared for me and I felt different. They were rich, had good jo

They'd be ashamed of me. They hated drugs and they've even brought Anna and I up in the fear of God. Condemning drugs and even sex. I've tried to follow God and al

ew ones on my arms, but they accepted it. They loved me, and they alwa

o was I

. Because just a few days after we settled in, I got acquainted with new people. They were all in college and some of them were older than me. Jor

ell

Esther Monroe, my mother, saw me. I hated the look she gave me. That of disapproval. I told her I was just having fun and time slipped past me. She didn't

needed to get high in order for me t

ealed quite a long time ago when I stopped using needles and opted for oral. Well, when my parents told us they were moving to this small town becau

ge friends, I pulled them all out, including needles I thought I wouldn't be using anytime soon and got high.

ollege friends. About two messages are from Eunice, this pretty girl that I fucked last night. She probably thinks we're automatically in a relationship beca

g them away at the top of my closet. I always lock my room and I'm always careful. I can't affor

Are you g

And leave me the f

sure I don't give up on myself. I think I've given up on myself a long time ago. I'm just

bottle of Tylenol as I swallow dry. I risk a glance at my reflection, and fuck, I really do look like shit. My Amber eyes are a little more golden

this

hat will make my parents be ashamed of me as I grab my backpac

lls in the kitchen. She

bing one of Anna's peanut butt

sshole." Anna

her a sma

running her hands through my hair. I tilt my

Ye

ght?" Mom asks, givin

… u

d to it. You're no longer a kid

igh

it's too hot for j

p as I swallow

at my mom as I grab a bottl

ster." Mom says. It took me almost two years before I got co

low me or I'm leaving you behind."

I hear Ann

ge!" Mom

s I step out

t him outside our lawn. He's talking with o

s. The olderly neighbor looks at me.

Ye

eful out

a small smile and

I turned 17, which was two years ago. I valued this beautiful baby. It

assenger's seat. Without letting her fasten her seatbelt, I

e." I say when she's finally fasten

ve like a

m m

on her lips. I watch her, as she leans toward

with the

ssion. High school students c

atching the attention of a new

your ass. You obviously went to a party." Anna says, throwing her lipstick back in her bag

od in the female areas. The minute you look at both of us, you'd just know we aren't related. I have dark brown hair that's shaved at the sides and the back, making the middle

king

care about the kid. I'd even beat up her past boyfr

me." Anna mutters when

allways, I walk Anna to her first class because she is shy and scared to get lost before I look for my own

to look at. She stops teaching as she turns to look at me. Including the stude

w, and maybe good looking, it's just fucking crazy the way girls stare at you. I scan

Fu

n hair, blue eyes. God, he looks fragile and young. You can easily pass him up for a 16 years old

r eyes locked, I have