Chapter One~

Okay soo, this chapter is pretty short and not that interesting. It just came to me as i was doing my hw and idecided to go with it. It didnt come out as well as i expected, but whatever.  o.o Sooo yeah,

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I woke up to the sound of a high pitched voice yelling and bright sunlight hitting my face. I groaned and slowly opened my eyes. I checked the time, "8:48am". That was way too early for my taste. I kicked my blankets off me anyways and got up from bed.  I took a deep breathe and lazily made way towards the sound of my moms yelling.

 

"What the hell is up your a*s now, Mom?" I said with a hint of annoyance in my voice. I wasn't exactly a morning person. Especially when i was woken up.

 

"You better watch how you speak to me Charlie Anne" my mom said as she hung up her phone. She looked angry and her cheeks were red. I assumed she had another fight with dad.

 

"Yeah, whatever Mom. Is there any coffee?" I made my way to our tiny kitchen. I opened the fridge and let the cool air hit me. I shuddered and looked over my breakfast options. After 5 minutes of standing in front of the fridge, i decided that i was feeling like a yogurt person this morning. So i grabbed some yogurt and went to get some granola from the cabinet.

 

"Charlie Anne..."I looked back and saw that my mom was looking at me worridely. I turned back around and contiuned looking for my granola

 

"Rosaline" I responded sarcastically. Rosaline was my mother's name. Everyone thought her name suited her perfectly. She had reddish brown hair that fell into perfect waves. Her eyes were a captivating shade of green and she was 6 feet in height. Every man that fell for her ended up comparing her to a rose. Not that my mom ever dated. After her divorce with Dad, she swore to never fall in love again.

I on the other hand, looked nothing like my mom. Instead of her green eyes, i got hazel eyes. A mix of my moms eyes with my dads. I naturally had my dad's dark brown hair but i dyed it in an attempt to look more like my mom. My hair was black and it shone dark red in the light. I was only 5'6 with a lanky body.  

 

" I dont understand why you have to be so sarcastic. I was only going to ask you if you were okay. I heard you screaming last night" my mom tried to look at me but i looked down.

 

I shoved a spoonful of yogurt in mouth, "I have no idea what you're talking about"

 

"Charlie Anne, i heard you screaming last night. Stop trying to avoid the topic. Just tell me whats wrong for once!"

 

I threw my spoon down and looked up at her , "Why must there always be something wrong?! Why cant you just stop poking your head in my personal life?!"

 

" Drop the attitude I'm your mother and it isnt normal for my 16 year old daughter to be screaming at 2am in the morning!"

 

I glared at her, "I dont have to put up with you or  this bullshit."

 

I got up and headed towards my room.

 

"Charlie Anne, dont you dare walk away from me." my mom said with a menacing tone.

 

I knew she wouldn't follow me. She knew better so i just glanced back and said "F**k off". I slammed the door to my room and sat on my windowsill. My room was small with a huge window that overlooked the city of Lowell, MA. My bed was pushed against my wall and across from my bed stood a desk where all my books and journals were stacked up on. My walls were a pale white with multiple band posters taped on them. It looked like an average teengaer's room.  I looked up at the sky and watched the birds flying by. It was a bright and sunny day but it was probably freezing outside.

 

 I hated being so cruel to my mom. But she couldnt know.. she would never know.  If she ever found out, it'd break her world into pieces. I began to think about that night.. that night that still haunts my dreams and mind.  I shook the thoughts quickly  from my mind before i began to have an episode like last night. I got up from my windowsill and looked for my phone.

 

"Hey, wanna meet up?" I texted my friend Blake.  I sat on the edge of my bed as i waited for him to reply.

 

Three seconds later my phone buzzed. "Sure, my house?" He texted back.

"I'll be there in a few"

 

"Kay" He texted back.

 

I jumped up and grabbed my towel and ran to the bathroom. Time to get ready for another day.