STUCK

Based on a true story

I N T R O D U C T I O N

Not being able to talk to your mom sucks! Especially when you want to tell her something super important or tell her a joke that would make her laugh or even smile. But I can't! And holding it in isn't helping either. I've been afraid of my mom since I was in elementary school. I was a bad kid that had anger issues and emotional problems and never liked hearing the word "NO" but you can't blame me! Living In in a big house with a rich a*s mom who buys you anything you want may be the reason why I hate it. Every time I got a red in my classes, my mom would yell at me, whoop me, or make me stand in a corner with my arms up! And let me tell you... it hurt like a b***h.

Once I started middle school I tried to turn my assignments in on time and pass the test but I couldn't! And I felt like I was dumb, a waste of time, worthless. And it hurt! Whenever I came home with a C, D, or a F, my mom thought I wasn't trying and that I'm not planning on getting into high school or graduating when it was just too hard. NO ONES PERFECT! And whenever I finally did something right, my mom would act like a different person... and honestly, it was scary.

Finally high school came and it started off good but I soon got fed up with my mom. Even though I was passing my classes, my mom would check my assignments. Yessss I had a couple of 50 and 60s, but my grades were still good! Since my mom thinks she knows everything, she took my phone and made me wear uniform saying I lied about my grades when it shows on my student portal that I'm passing!

Of course I was mad because the only thing that makes me feel confident is my phone and my clothes. I was very desperate, and just like every teen, I wanted to fit in.

Sophomore year, I became depressed. I felt that my mom didn't love me and only cared about grades... So I found a group of girls and smoked weed. We instantly became friends and it was regular for us to be smoking, ditching, shoplifting, and going to parties. But once my mom found out she yelled at me, got in my face, threatening she would punch me in the throat and me being scared and angry, RAN!

My mind was all over the place and all I could think about was running. Of course my mom tried chasing me but I was a fast runner... that day I ran away, I hid in a bush behind someone's house and just laid there. No food, no water, no blanket, nothing. After a day, my mom found me asleep laying down and she broke down. "What did I do wrong, please tell me" when she took me home, the police talked to me saying I could get arrested if I ran away again and in my mind, I didn't care. I had no emotion what so ever. My mom and I never stopped fighting and I never stopped being afraid but I guess this is my life now.

C U T S A N D B R U I S E S

Heather's POV

"What is this?!" my mom shouts pointing at my progress report. I keep my hands behind my back and lift my head making sure I'm giving her eye contact and smile. "Why're you smiling? Is there something funny?" My mom asks getting closer to my face.

"You said to always smile whenever you are talking." I nervously say taking one step back. My mom nods before looking back at my progress report.

"Why're you failing science and reading?"

" I- I'm not" I stutter squeezing my hands that I had behind my back. My mom sighs clearly showing how annoyed she was and threw the progress report at me.

I bent down slowly and grabbed the paper with my hands that were shaking before looking at the 79 that was in bold black letters.

"It's the test I took. I'll redo it tomorrow" I say folding my progress report and stuffing it in my pocket. "This means you didn't study like I asked you too" my mom says breathing heavily. Whenever she breaths heavily, it means she's about to slap me or yell at me. Beginning to get frightened, my eyes started to water. "I studied all night! Just l-

Before I can finish my sentence, my mom walked towards me and slapped me across the face. Since I was close to the wall, my head hit it. "Don't disrespect me!" My mom yells in my face breathing heavily. I look down holding my head in pain and mumbled "I wasn't" "Get out of my face with your lying a*s" My mom says making her way back to her room.

I nod before running down the stairs wiping my tears. Once I heard my mom's door close, I quietly ran upstairs to my room.

After I finished my homework, I made my way to my bathroom and turned on the shower making sure it was warm before stripping and stepping in feeling relaxed as the warm water touched my skin. I winced once the water touched my face and moved out of way holding my cheek in pain. I wasn't disrespecting her! I really did study for my science test! I'm just not smart like everyone else. I sighed and got back in the water ignoring the stingy feeling on my cheek.

After showering, I stepped out and wrapped my orange towel around my body and made my way to the mirror. Moving my hair out of my face I noticed a big purple bruise on the side on my cheek along with a scratch. How did I get a scratch on my face if she only slapped me? I shake my head and walk to my room.

B U L L I E D

Heather's POV

Getting bullied by someone who used to be your best friend sucks.

especially when you and them have been through everything together and promised each other that you would stay forever! And now that person bullies you everyday just because you made one mistake!

one mistake...

4 months ago

Heather's iphone

me- are you okay?

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Roseeee- i'm still in the hospital

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me- again?

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roseeee- yes again... i have azma remember??

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me- ik but you have Azma attacks when your not even running.

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roseeee- so??

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me- i just find it odd dat you have azma attacks when your not doing anything to cause it.

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roseeee- are you saying that i'm faking it!?

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me- I never said dat?

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roseeee- i'm just really sick and it seems like you don't care since you think i'm faking it

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me- i didn't say that you were faking it! stop assuming s**t

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roseeee- i'm not assuming anything

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me- yes you are! i'm just trying to figure out whats wrong wit you because u seem to be out a lot! don't get mad just because i'm worried

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roseeee- i have other health issues too. like everyone knows

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me- well i don't

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roseeee- it doesn't matter just leave me alone.

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me- why tf are u getting mad when i didn't even do anything!? i'm just worried

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roseeee- your not taking my health serious because you think i'm faking it

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me- OMG rose! i never said that!!

read

me- rose!

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The next day...

me- meet in the front by the go center.

today's a new day meaning rose will hug me and say " sorry for being a b***h" and we'll be best friends again! because Rose can never stay mad at me.

once i arrive at the school, i make my way towards the go center and text rose

me- I'm here.

it's been 30 minutes and rose still hasn't come. is she till mad at me? i thought. beginning to worry, i rush outside and sit on the bench.

me- rose where are u?

this isn't like her... rose would never bail on me. i sigh grabbing my bag before walking to the cafeteria. After grabbing my breakfast i walk back outside and sit on the bench. rose where are you.

the bell was about to ring and i still haven't got a text message back from rose or seen her. I know she's not in the hospital because her cousin texted me yesterday saying she was coming back. I sighed again and threw my food away.

Lunch...

as usual, i waited by the go center so we could go the cafeteria together but again.. she didn't show up. it was really starting to annoy me so i started looking for her. As i'm walking around the school, everyone gave me looks probably wondering why i keep walking back and forth but i didn't care! i wanted to find Rose.

After a couple of minutes, i went to the cafeteria and there she was..

rose.

" rose!" I yelled causing everyone too look at me. i flipped them off and ran to rose. " you wern't responding to my messages" I say. ignoring me, rose grabbed her lunch and walked outside. i scrunch my eyebrows in confusion before running after her.

"Rose!" i yell again. No answer

" please don't tell me your mad!"

i catch up to her and sigh. " rose, i never said that you were faking it! you know i would never say that to you" i say

finally giving in, rose turned around to face me.

" first you say i'm faking it, now you lie?!"

my eyes go wide and scream at the top of my lungs. " WHEN HAVE I EVER LIED TO YOU!?"

again ignoring me, she walks away. " No, no, no, NO! rose don't leave please" i whine.

"Your the only friend i have!" I mumble .

As she continues to walk away, my eyes begin to water and i storm inside into the girls restroom and cry in a stall.

I just lost my best friend.

F A M I L Y

Heather's POV

"Stephen!" I yell running towards him. he drops his bag and hugs me tightly.

"I've missed you so much" he said still hugging me.

" hey what about me?" i hear someone say. my eyes go wide and i run towards my big sister Janet.

" Janet!!" i yell also giving her a big hug. " how have you been little one?" she says ruffling my hair. " I've been okay"

Stephen looks around the house nodding before saying " where's mom"

" She's out" i mumble.

" out where?"

" I don't know... she just left saying 'i'm going out' " i say making my way to the kitchen

Stephen sighs and follows me in the kitchen along with Janet. " she's never home" Janet mumbles. i nod agreeing with her and grab an apple from the fridge.

" we need to go out somewhere as a family" Stephen says smiling. i roll my eyes leaning against the fridge. " Moms not home so we're not exactly going as a family."

" well i'm bored so get dressed, we're going out to eat"

i mumble a "whatever" before rushing upstairs to my room .

i open my walk in closet and grab acid washed jeans and a grey shirt that said "i'm hungry" in white. i throw it on my bed and speed walk to my bathroom. i turn my shower on making it nice and warm before getting in.

I carefully put my face in the water, and rinse off. thank god for my long hair because Stephen would die if he saw my bruise. i grab my coconut body wash and pour it on my sponge bob rag and scrub my body head to toe.

once i finished showering, i turned off the water and stepped out wrapping my orange towel around my body.

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" seriously" Janet says pointing at my shirt. " what? i like it" i pout. she rolls her eyes fixing her hair.

Janet's super pretty and honestly, i was jealous of her. she had dark brown hair, green with hints of hazel shade eyes, perfect slim body, pink plump lips and a great personality. she's what all guys want.

i'm the definition of ugly... and what's worse is my personality! i'm weird, awkward and not a cool person to talk to because i make the worst jokes. i have long light brown hair, brown eyes, a regular sized body, and small pink lips. my friend rose.. ex friend said i had a great body and said that i should show it more, but i'm to shy.

" let's go" Stephen says grabbing his keys.

once i got in the car, Stephen drove off.

" Damn let me put my seat belt on at least!" i shout. he chuckles and slows down letting me put my seat belt on.

" Okay now you can go"

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Here i am sitting in a uncomfortable chair eating a Cesar salad while Stephen and Janet are munching on a chess burger. i watch as Janet picks of a fry and dips it in honey mustard then throws it in her mouth. i shake my head and stab my fork on a piece of lettuce and put it in my mouth.

" how do you eat that s**t" Stephen says wiping his hands on a napkin.

i stab my fork once again on a piece of lettuce and say " How do you eat that?"

i point to his cheeseburger and shake my head.

" Because it's delicious and be- WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO YOUR FACE!" Stephen yelled earning stares from everyone in the restaurant

i gasped and covered my cheek. " I ran into a wall" i lie looking down at my plate.

" Bullshit"

" believe what you want" I say

Stephen jumps up from his chair literally scaring the crap out of me before grabbing my arm and storming to the restroom.

he opens the boys restroom pulling me inside and sighs. " did mom hurt you" Stephen mumbles. i didn't know what to say so i just ignored him

" Did mom hurt you!"

i shake my head

he grabs a rubber band out of his pocket and ties my hair up in a bun. then looks at my bruise with a worried expression. " what about this scratch"

" It's nothing i swear! please just leave it" i whine pulling the rubber band out of my hair. he nods and walks out leaving me in the boys restroom. thank god there wasn't anyone in here.

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the ride home was silent and honestly, i wanted to tell Stephen and Janet that my mom had slapped me but he would call the police and arrest my mom. i know i should be happy about it but i love my mother even though she hits me and threatens me. Beginning to get tired, i closed my eyes and soon fell asleep.

N E W K I D

Heather's POV

As i'm walking through the crowded halls, i see rose and her cousin Dove talking and i couldn't help but stare. Rose was wearing her usual weekend sweater with jeans and Dove was wearing a pink shirt with white stripes and tight white pants.

and me... i was wearing sweatpants with a black sweater with my grey converse.

As you can tell, i like to be comfortable and usually rose would compliment me on my outfit saying " damn sexy as f**k!" but she won't because she hates my guts. i quickly walk past rose ignoring her laughter and walked to the girls restroom.

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" now socialism is a political and economic theory of a social organization that advocates the means o- " we know Mr. Pole!" a girl with dark red hair interrupts rolling her eyes. she was right... he has told us what socialism was a thousand times! he says he wants us to remember it but we all know that he doesn't know what he's talking about and that he spent all night memorizing the definition. He shakes his head before saying " I know that miss Evans" she sighs grabbing her phone from her pocket. " Put that aw- before he could finish, there was a loud knock at the door. " Excuse me" He mumbles quickly getting up from his chair. once he opened the door, everyone gasped.

" he's hot" a girl behind me said. " He is defiantly my type" Another girl said. " i can see his dick" i spit out my water that i didn't even know i was drinking and giggled. why was she even looking down there?

" you must be the new student" Mr. Pole says extending his hand out for him to shake. the boy stares at him blankly and says. " where will i be sitting" his voice was very deep and husky and his look made him even sexier. he was wearing tight black jeans, a grey T-shirt and a black leather jacket. I slowly look up and a gasp escaped my lips. "Holy s**t" damn it Heather!

" language Miss O' Pry!" Mr. Pole says staring at me with wide eyes. i was shocked too but what did you expect?!"

"anyways, you can sit right next to Rachel." Mr. Pole said pointing to the red head who had interrupted earlier. I held my breath in as the boy walked past me and I looked down at my hands. of course i was nervous! he was hot and on top of that, i embarrassed myself in front of the whole class!

what's his name? does he have a girlfriend? is he a bad boy who rides motorcycles?! does he like mean girls? what's his favorite color?! i have so many questions that i want to ask! i take a deep breath before i slowly turn my body so i was facing him and smiled. he was staring at board almost like he was paying attention. guess i'm taking the bad boy off the list.

i tucked a strand of my brown hair behind my ear and continued to stare at him. he pulled his hand from his leather jacket and quickly rubbed his eyes. is he tired? i thought. he blinked a couple of times before once again staring at the board while Mr. Pole continued to talk about socialism.

i bet he's gay!

why the f**k would he be gay? my mind told me.

all the cute guys turn out to be gay..

yeah but what if he isn't?

i shake my head and continue to stare at the beautiful creature in front of me. Rachel, that sat in the front bit her lip while scrunching a piece of paper up in her hand. what is she doing? i thought. after making sure the paper was small, she quickly through the paper behind her that landed on the boys desk.

this isn't middle school anymore!

i watched closely as the boy picked up the piece of paper and unraveled it. Once he opened it he smirked and picked up his pencil that laid on his desk and quickly wrote something down. Once he finished, he scrunched up the paper so that it was small and through it in front so that it landed on her desk. she quickly picked it up and unraveled it with a smile on her face.

Desperate much??

Her smile soon faded once she opened the paper. She scoffed before throwing the paper back at him causing him to lightly laugh.

Rejected!

scrunching up his eyebrows, he turned his head and stared at me with his blue eyes! i feel like he's trying to compel me like Damon in the vampire diaries. he looked me up and down and bit his lip. i felt like i couldn't move and that all i could think about, was his blue eyes staring at my brown ones!

f**k you for being so hot!

Just as i was about to wave a "hello" the bell rang.

T H E T E X T

Heather's POV

I come home with a smile on my face because i passed my calculus test and telling my mom the good news, would probably make her happy.

hopefully...

I type in the code to unlock the door and quickly walk in closing the door after. as i walk up the stairs i take a deep breath closing my eyes. " Please" i mumble crossing my fingers. i ball my hands into a fist and loudly knock her door. " Come in"

my mom was sitting up in her bed with her hands on her lap staring at me. not just a normal stare.. but a annoyed and a disappointed type of stare.

that made no sense

i'm aware

i shake my head and smile. " I got a hundred on my calculus test."

She stares at me not caring about what i had just said before slowly laying down

She can't be upset because i haven't done anything to upset her. Maybe she's hungry.. a lot of people act weird when they're hungry. Maybe if i make her a peanut butter jelly sandwich she would be happy!

“are you hungry? i can make a u a sandwich." i ask forcing a smile.

i close my eyes and take a deep breath " Did i do something wrong?"

" I asked you to do the patio this morning.. why didn't you do it?" my mom asks sitting up.

my heart immediately stopped and i swear i probably looked like a ghost. i knew i should of done the patio but i was tired! i wake up at 5:00 every morning and i have to many chores to do.

" are you going to answer my question?" my mom asks raising her voice a little.

i take a deep breath before mumbling " I forgot"

" GOT D****T" my mom shouts causing me to gasp. my eyes began to water and i start lightly crying. " I'm sorry mom! i was really tired and i just wanted to go to school." I choke.

"Just get out"

i close my eyes in relief and walk out closing the door after. " Thank you" i whisper looking up at the ceiling.

Dear diary, i give up.. i can't live like this anymore! i can never come home and say " hi mom, how are you?" or give her a hug and a kiss to show that i love her but i hate her. i know i shouldn't say that about my mother but you don't know what it's like to live in a huge house with a mom who only cares about grades and not about their own daughter. i wish she can ask me how my day was or ask me if i want to go to the movies or shopping. I ask myself everyday if this is all a dream that i haven't woken up from yet or that someone was going to save me. I cry every night wishing that i could live somewhere else with a mother who actually cares about my life but there's no use because my mom is never going to change and i'll never be able to leave. ple-