"That's amazing Destiny." Mr. Knight exclaimed. Just then the front door opened and the one person I was hoping not to see, walked through the door. Aiden.He looked towards me and smirked, then back at his father. He came over to the table and sat down across from me. "Aiden, it's nice to have you join us for dinner. Destiny was just telling us how she is the captain of the cheer squad at your school." His father looked at Aiden and I saw Aiden clench his jaw.
"That's nice." He responded, his voice sounding cold. I shivered at the sound of it. His voice sounded so.. so... lifeless and full of hatred. It scared me, but somehow made him seem more attractive. I looked at him closely and saw so many emotions in his eyes, even though he had a blank face, he couldn't mask his pain and hatred in his eyes.
Who does he hate? I hope he doesn't hate me. Wait why would he hate me?
I was interrupted from my thoughts by a loud crashing sound. I looked up and saw Aiden's father helping Aiden's mother pick up the glass, which is somehow scattered on the floor. I got up and decided to help since it was a big mess. At first I didn't know if it was a good idea, but then I ignored the thought and helped anyways. As soon as all the glass was cleaned up, we sat down and continued eating.
It was kind of awkward because Aiden's father and Aiden were glaring at each other. So I'm guessing they don't have the best relationship. After dinner was over, Aiden's parents wanted my mom and me to stay for a while and my mother said she would.
"Aiden, take Destiny up with you." His father said in a stern voice.
"Whatever. Let's go." Aiden said grabbing my hand and pulling me up to his room. Surprisingly, it was clean. I stood there awkwardly and he looked at me like I was stupid. "Just sit on the damn bed, but don't mess it up. I'll be right back. Don't. Touch. Anything." He growled. I nodded and sat down on the bed. He walked out of the room and I sat there.
Where did he go? I hope I leave soon. I don't wanna be here with someone that probably hates my guts. Please let me leave soon.
I looked around the entire room and noticed that his room was directly across from mine. I jumped when the door opened. I turned to see who it was, even though I already knew. My mother called my name, so I stood up and walked out of the room. I ran down stairs and walked to my mom.
"Des, the Knight's agreed to let you stay here for the month since I must go to California to help a patient." I felt my world crumble around me.
Me stay at the Knights? With Aiden Knight? She's joking right? Someone please tell me she's joking?
"O-okay." I mumbled. "When do I come?"
"Tonight. I had to get the first plane there and I had asked the Knight's earlier." My jaw dropped to the ground.
Is she serious?! She can't just expect me to stay here!
"But-but I didn't get to pack! What about my stuff?! Mom you're joking right?!" I yelled this is unbelievable.
"Destiny! I packed your stuff this morning. It is in the guest room." I sighed and turned to Mr. Knight.
"Can you tell me where the guest room is please?" He nodded and led me to the room. I kissed my mother goodbye and ran to the room. I shut the door and fell back on the bed. I laid there for about a good hour, and then decided I needed to take a shower. I grabbed some pajamas from my bag and walk to the bathroom, turned on the shower and started a bath. I take out my diary that I had brought with me and as I sat in the bathtub, I started to write.
"My dad left, I didn't cry. My friend left, I didn't cry. My best friend/sister left, I still didn't cry. You wanna know why? Cause I know when I leave NO ONE will cry for me. I got called fat, I didn't cry. I got called ugly, I didn't cry. I got called worthless, I didn't cry. You know why I didn't cry? Cause I know I'm ugly, I know I'm fat, I know I'm worthless. What's the point of crying when you know it's true? It doesn't make sense. Crying does nothing. You try to hold it in, until one day, the person you love. the person you trust. That one person says goodbye and leaves. That's when you break. You can't take it anymore. You just cry and pray to die. You don't see a point in living. You want to end all the pain. Stop the tears. You want to stop living. You want to know why? Cause Everyone left, everyone bullies you. That one person, who makes you feel like you need to live, Leaves. They tell all of your secrets. The trust you once had, crumbles at your feet. You feel as though no one is trust-able. You feel as though EVERYONE hates you. You give up. You right your final note. As you finish, a tear falls on the paper. Then another. You get up and grab a blade or pills. You walk to the bathroom, lock the door, and sit down against the wall. You look at the blade or pills in your hand and think of all the pain and misery. You're alone, and you finally let it all out. You swallow the pills. You cut and watch your blood pour out. And as you feel your life slowly slipping from your grasp, you whisper 'I'm sorry'. Your body starts to shut down. You feel weaker and weaker. You see black dots in your vision. As the dots get bigger, you see a bright light. You want so badly to walk towards it. Then you're gone. You think you're unloved, but then the people who left come to your funeral. You think no one will cry when you die, but the people you didn't cry for, cries as they look at your cold, lifeless body......"