Dark Side

Riley Anne Smith is in her junior year of high school. Her parents are divorced, her mom a emotional mess that becomes a workaholic to mask her feelings. A dad that's getting remarried. An alcoholic brother and a insecure sister. The only normal one seems to be her younger sister who's only 4. On the outside Riley seems normal but on the inside she's having a battle with herself. When she's alone it's not very pretty. Riley's bullied. She feels as if she doesn't fit in. She has friends but she can't trust them. She has trust issues, she feels everyone's against her, she wants to tell someone. But she tells no one. When a certain Yorkshire lad from a famous boy band stumbles into her life will she let someone in on her dark side? Or will she crumble to pieces holding in her secrets.


15. Chapter 15

I climbed off the bus that stopped just right outside my neighborhood. I walked down the dark streets. My house keys jingling around in my pocket, the familiar sound of clicks as the wheels of the suitcase roll over the uneven pavement. I look across the street and Lottie just ran out of the house. I was far but I knew it was her cause of her screams. She was crying. I squinted as I saw her mother throwing bags at her and screaming things that I couldn't quite make out. Her mother shut the door and it was quiet. The streetlight was above Lottie and I saw her fall to her knees and lay on the ground. I began running, my feet hitting the pavement with a loud "thud" , the fall air blowing in my face, the suitcase barely keeping up. I reached my house and threw my suitcase on the lawn and bolted across the street to Lottie's body which laid limp on the ground only her shoulders gently moving, sobs escaping past her lips. I get on my knees beside her body. "Lottie, what happened?" "I-I'm preg... and Jake...kicked out...nowhere." Was all she said tears cutting her off. "You can stay with me." I whisper. I stand up, helping Lottie up. "You -" "Yes, I do. It was my brother's fault. I have to do this." I smiled. She cracked a small smile and grabbed her bags. We crossed the street together. I grabbed my suitcase and opened the door, revealing the whole family around the TV. Looking like a normal family. Without me. "Oh hey Riles!" Leah smiled. I waved and Lottie came in. "Lottie?" My mom furrowed her eyebrows confused. "Uh we all need to talk. But I'm not sure this is appropriate for Destiny's ears." I say. "Destiny get ready for your bath." My mother instructs. She runs up the stairs and I sit Lottie on a chair and I sit on the arm. "Mum, Jake made a little accident and um, the accident involved Lottie and her mum kicked her out so she's gonna be staying here." I explain. "What was this accident?" She questions. "Yeah, what accident?" Jake asks, his eyebrow raised. "You got Lottie pregnant." "JAKE!" My mom screams. We all jump. "You are in so much fucking trouble! March yourself upstairs right now!" "I don't want to go." He says standing tall. My mom lifts a hand and slaps him across the face. It was a loud smack. "I'll go bathe Destiny." Leah scurried up the stairs. I stared wide eyed at the scene. Mum has never beaten anyone. Ever. "Get your ass upstairs. Right. Now." Her voice was serious. He bolted up the stairs. She sighed and turned to us. "Lottie I'll show you the guest room." She smiled. Lottie nodded leaving me behind.

I look back at the program on TV. Dora the Explorer. They were smiling and watching that before I walked in. They looked so happy. I've never seen them so happy. My mum wasn't in tears. She looked happy. Then I walked in and she's stressed. I ruined my family. I've ruined everything. My breathing became heavy. Thoughts raced through my head and ways to fix this just kept popping up. Runaway. Kill Yourself. Runaway. Kill Yourself. If I run away I don't have anywhere to go! They'll find me. That leaves only one choice. Kill Myself. How? I'm not sure. I can't do it now though, everyone's awake. I walked upstairs and into my mum's room, strolling into her bathroom. I opened her cabinet. There her pills for depression and other shit sat. I looked in the bottles. She just had them refilled. Perfect. It's decided. I shall depart tonight.

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