DAMIANA
Today is my 21st birthday, I get home and hide in my room. Most people are excited about their birthday. To me it is the day my grandfather died because of me. Yeah it's my parents anniversary and that's great for them but not to me. I pull out the letter from my grandfather and read it over and over.
My parents told me when I turned 15 what my grandfather did for them. Ever since then I felt like it was my fault, I have been acting out ever since hoping they would just give up and call me a lost cause. I never wanted to be in this world,and I never wanted to be the cause of my grandfathers death. But I am and I can't change that every year I hide in my room until my party go through the motions and then cry myself to sleep.
It doesn't get easier for me, after a while the alcohol stopped numbing the pain I carried so I turned to pills. When my prescription isn't enough I buy some from Conner. That went out the window since my mom told his dad.
I sit in my corner as tears stream my face, the Barbarian walks in carrying his stuff and I hide the letter.
"What? So sad that your world has to be put on pause?"
I wipe my tears
" Screw off Morgan today is not the day"
" Shouldn't you want to celebrate or something, it is the last day before your new schedule"
" I don't celebrate my birthday"
He huffs
" Right that is why there is always a huge party"
I sigh
" My parents throw the party Morgan and Incase you never noticed I participate at least as possible."
He rolls his eyes walking off and putting away his stuff. I get up tucking the letter away and grabbing my clothes to go shower. I get dressed and start fixing my hair in the mirror. Morgan grabs my phone and changes the song.
" What the hell"
" It is Morbid, do you seriously have to listen to crappy sad heartbreak songs?"
I grab my phone
" If you don't like it connect your phone stay the hell away from mine"
He raises his eyebrows
" Okay disconnect your's"
I disconnect my phone and he starts playing cheesy pop songs and I roll my eyes finishing my hair and makeup. We walk out of the room and head to the party. My mom gets me to dance and then we do cake and presents. I head to sneak off to my room and Morgan grabs my arm.
I spin toward him
" Let go"
" No, come on I want to take you somewhere"
I sigh and follow him he gets to his truck and open my door
" Come on Princess get in"
I get in the truck and he takes off driving us to the slums
" Where are we going?"
" You'll see"
He pulls up to a small club and opens my door
" Um, I'm a little overdressed for this"
" We both are but it will be fine, come on"
He leads me in and there is a band playing, it's rock music but an upbeat rendition of an old pop song. He leads me to a table and the waitress comes over.
" Hey Morgan who's the chick?"
He sighs
" My wife, just bring me my sprite and whatever she wants"
The waitress looks at me with a death glare
" What can I get you?"
" Nothing I'm fine"
She nods walking off and Morgan looks at me
" Problem?"
" Your girlfriend doesn't like me and I don't trust her"
He laughs
" Relax Ren is harmless Princess and she wouldn't jeopardize her employment especially with the bosses wife"
" Sorry Boss?"
He nods
" I own this place"
" Wow um okay?"
He rolls his eyes and turns back to the band playing. I have never seen him relax it looks good on him. After about an hour he takes me home. I take a shower and get ready for bed crawling up by the pillow wall and Burying my face in it as tears start escaping me.
Stupid Birthday, stupid life, Sometimes I wish they would just give up and let me go