Hey Princess

Summary: 17 year old Diana is daddy's little princess. She gets everything she wants, no questions asked. She has a perfect life, she's the cheer captain she has her two best friends Karly and Lottie and she has her boyfriend Cameron the star quarterback in Carleton high schools football.
Than there is...
18 year old Dmitri. He gets beat everyday by his drunk of a father. He hates his life and wishes nothing more but to die. He has no friends but he has a huge crush on Diana. Dmitri only writes music and songs, it's the only thing keeping him sane.

WARNING:

•Mild language •Physical Abuse •Sexual content •Self harm

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8. Chapter Seven

Dmitri hadn't been to school for the rest of the week. He had just come back to school on Monday and he hadn't even come back. Diana's mind flashed back to Monday before he left her house.

"Bye, and I'm not so sure about that" he had said.

Diana felt so stupid for not asking what he meant by that. She honestly missed him. Cameron on the other hand was back from his trip. He wouldn't stop talking about it, And Diana would have to be the one to change the subject or they would never get to a new one.

They where at Diana's house for her moms birthday. There was balloons streamers a dance floor a Dj everyone was dressed for a Lua with grass skirts and Hawaiian button ups. Diana's mom was sad to hear that Dmitri couldn't sing at her birthday party but she delt with it anyway saying that she was going to get him to sing to her one day. Diana was laying her head on Cameron's stomach.

"So I was thinking" Diana started while looking up at the dark ski with different color lights shooting across it. Karly, Lottie, Cameron and his friend turn to look at Diana. "Of having a pool party for our graduation, invite all the seniors" Diana said, Cameron and his his friend holler.

"Pool party!" Cameron yells making Diana chuckle at his reaction.

"My daddy even said he would haves band come, imagine live music this is just going to be the best graduation party ever thrown!" Diana said and they all yell out in happiness. They only had 6 weeks left of school and Diana was honestly excited to finally finish it.

Dmitri stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom. It was shattered, Dmitri still remembered why.

He was 8 years old when it happened. Dmitri was looking through the cabinets in the bathroom. He was looking for anything that would give him pleasure. He remembered his friend, a boy just like him that had problems in life and his friend told him what he did to make him better. Finally he decided he would do the same thing. He couldn't find razors or anything sharp enough to cut him. In the end Dmitri settled for a bottle of pills that he found in behind the mirror. He was eight years old and he knew he shouldn't be doing this. He always heard about the boys his age going out and playing with their heeles or there other friends. But Dmitri knew he want like any other boys his age, he wanted to die. He looked at the clock hanging in the bathroom and saw that his dad would almost be home from work. He turned the sink on and put as many pills as he could in his mouth. He tried swallowing them all at once but he couldn't so he cupped his hands together and let water fill them. Just as he was bringing the water to his mouth his dad walked into the bathroom to see him doing that. His eyes grew angry and he slapped Dmitri across the face making him spit all the pills out. Dmitri screamed as his dad's fist collided with the mirror. Next thing he knew his dad was beating him senseless in the bathroom hitting him with anything he could, putting his head in the toilet and snaking him against the cabinet.

Now Dmitri stood in front of the shattered mirror looking at his face. I'm hideous he thought to himself as he traced his fingers over every singles red mark he had on hiS face from the broken glass his dad threw at him. They had all turned into red scabs but he knew that they where going to be on his face forever as scars. A reminder that he shouldn't be on earth, that he doesn't belong here. Dmitri opened the cabinet and grabbed the razor he had in there. He hated his life. After everything went black that day he had woken up in the hospital. He didn't remember much, the doctor had told him that he was lucky that he didn't lose his sight from the glass thrown at his face and that it was a miracle that he wasn't dead after everything that happened. His knee had been dislocated but he didn't use the crutches in the house afraid that his dad would catch him and beat him senseless with them. Two days later he was let out of the hospital and when he came back he was beat again. Not nearly as bad as last time because this time his dad only punched him once before passing out.

He slowly stripped out of his clothes and turned the hot water on in the bathtub. He waited for it to fill up and than slowly got in. He wished he could drown, but he knew he couldn't so slowly he brought up his hand that still held the taxer and brought it to his wrist. He cut in deep into his skin but he didn't cry out in pain. That night on Monday he barely cried and he felt like he was losing all emotions. He wanted to feel the pain but was he cut he felt nothing. He brought the razor back to his wrist and cut a second time deeper this time making him bleed even more. This time he felt the pain but he didn't cry. He was about to try again when he saw the blond hair flash into his mind. The person turned around and he saw a smiling Diana. She stood there smiling at him, Dmitri brought his hand with the razor down into the water and let go of it. He put both his arms around the his legs hugging them tight to him, he wanted to cry but he felt nothing just the feeling that he had disappointed Diana. But why? She doesn't know about any of this. Dmitri thought to himself.

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