- J O S H U A -
"Joshua Leslie Michaels, what did you do?!" A voice shouted.
I woke up alarmed but I instantly regret sitting up quickly. My head pounded and I shut my eyes in pain. f*****g hangover.
"I asked you, what did you do?!" Mom shouted again.
Please stop. You're making it worse.
I raised a hand at her, as if saying I'll explain. She understood me and I stood up, tried to walk normally to the bathroom. I entered and locked the door to fix myself.
Dark circles under my eyes, unruly black hair, my pale skin is even more pale. What is wrong with me?
I washed my face and did my business before explaining to mom.
I stared at the blade near the faucet, contemplated whether to use it or not.
Not now.
Mother greeted me with a scowl on her face that I haven't seen since a few mont
