sorry i hadnt posted in a while i was with my dad. i finished reading Gone so the FAYZ should improv a bit.
chp 3- http://www.mychemicalromance.com/blog/satellite-bullet/living-fayz-3
*Harmony’s P.O.V*
I stopped in front of my house then turned to my friends. They both gave me small smiles then I ran to my house not caring. I wanted to see my family for once. My mom and little brother. My friends didn't follow me, probably to go to their houses. Juliet’s house wasn’t so far from mine. I flung the door open to my silent house. I ran in fighting tears.
I went to scream but silence filled my lungs, afraid to break the silence of my own house. I tried ignoring it running up the stairs to my room. I slowly opened my closet grabbing an outfit for myself. I looked in the mirror with a frown of discomfort. I had on an All Time Low tee, dark blue skinny jeans, and a pair of converse. I twirled my finger around the bright blue streak that stood out from my short dirty blonde hair. I wanted a new mirror. I was almost taller than my reflection.
I grabbed a small bag and I put another change of clothes and my hair brush in it. I smiled wearily walking back outside to meet up with my friends again.
*Juliet’s P.O.V*
I waved to Kat heading into my house. Her house was farthest away but I wasn’t worried about her right now. I cautiously walked to my house not knowing what I would find. My family perhaps? My drunken dad, my awful mom, and my worse little brother. I didn't care about any of them… did I?
No.
I didn't even bother with my house. Before I even cared to turn the door knob I turned back slowly walking to Kat’s house. Kat herself wasn’t far ahead but I didn't bother to catch up. She seemed to have broken into a nervous pace after I walked away.
*Kat’s P.O.V*
I know I didn't like my family much but they were my family. I broke into a fast pace wanting to go home. I wanted to find my mom and let her hold me in her arms. I wanted to cry it all out. I grabbed for the door knob and opened the door furiously. My furious motion sent the ring on my finger flying. I panicked running after it.
I picked up the green plastic ring from the grass putting it back onto my hand. I looked at it for a second. My dad had given this to me. It was a Green Lantern ring with the symbol and all. It even lights up but I don’t use it often just in case. I looked back at my door staring for a second. I looked up at the window where I heard a TV then walked for the door. I opened the door slowly looking up at the staircase.
“MOM! GERRY! BETH!” I called names hoping for an answer.
I didn't even want to mention Gerry. I never really thought of him as my step dad but I had to. I didn't even think about it any longer than walked over to the TV in my living room turning it off the horrid soccer channel. I walked to my room not even caring to acknowledge the paintings on the hallway wall. I opened my door going to my closet. I sadly dragged out an outfit for myself. My reflection looked back at me. Only a single song line ran through my head.
‘If you look in the mirror and don’t like what you see. You can find out firsthand what it’s like to be me.’
That’s just how I felt. I looked at myself almost disapprovingly. I had on a grey and black stripped tee, black shorts, green doc martins, my black choker, and Green Lantern ring. I brushed my black bangs from my eyes making the ice blue streaks to fall neatly on them. I looked to the corner of my room where a broken TV lay along with a broken Nintendo DS and a Game Boy.
An anger problem… but it’s the horrid secret I had.
I hated myself for it. My family knew and thought it was a great discovery. I didn’t like it. When I would get mad, quite often, the room would shake. Objects would fly across the room, sometimes even people. My friends didn't know. As far as they knew I was just some kid but I wasn’t. I’ve been perfecting this skill for about a year now but I hadn't gotten very far with it.
I grabbed eyeliner from off my desk than ran out not wanting to come back. I didn't want to come back at all. This place was full of horrid memories. I ran past the kitchen when a hand grabbed me. I turned quickly to see Juliet. I wiped my tears away quickly.
“You okay?” she asked.
“Yeah… yeah I'm fine… Let’s go meet up with Harmony.” I looked at the ground lying. Juliet nodded then we walked out together walking back into the direction of Harmony’s house.
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chp 5- http://www.mychemicalromance.com/blog/satellite-bullet/living-fayz-5
