The Night That Changed Everything 4b
So i know i havent posted anything in a while but i have been seriously busy with helping people move house and school work. But Here it the next part. Sorry if its crappy. Honest opinions please.
Sophie’s POV
As I said here is my story. I’m Sophie Webster, 17 years old. Always over-shadowed by Rosie and never given any attention. That was until I met Sian. I had only recently come out to myself, and had been at a coffee shop in town. She had been working there and we just hit it off. Safe to say she wasn’t lying when she said her dad wouldn’t accept it, so she moved in.
Everything had been going great, we were still together a year later and I couldn’t have asked for a better life. I was doing well in collage; people had accepted me and Sian as a couple and it didn’t bother me so much that my parents hardly noticed me.
My mum believed me being gay was a phase but I soon put that thought out of her head when she caught me and Sian having sex on the sofa. It wasn’t the first time we had slept together but it was the first time we had gotten caught. My mum’s face was priceless, although it was slightly embarrassing; at least it made her see that what we had was real.
Not long after that I over heard my dad on the phone. He was meeting up with someone: I had just presumed it was a breakdown until I heard him say to meet him in the hotel. I was curious so I followed him and that’s when I say them. Kevin and Molly. I couldn’t believe it. I ran and I never wanted to stop. I ended up at the canal and cried until it was dark.
When I had returned home at 2 in the morning, freezing cold and my face puffy from crying; he had had the cheeky to give me into trouble. I couldn’t even look at him he was no father of mine; so I did what I was getting good at, I ran to my room.
Now you may be thinking to yourself how this could have pushed me over the edge? Well don’t worry everything adds together, to put me where I am now.
So after I had found out about my dad I tried to stay out of his way but it was always there. I mean I lived with him while he was pretending to love my mum.
Things had gradually become worse in collage. I was getting bullied in school for being gay and being with Sian. She never seemed to notice what the other student were saying. Then one day this group of girls cornered me in the bathrooms and were saying stuff. I just lashed out but not with words... with my fists. I got suspended.
That’s when I met Alan. He was sweet, but a bad boy as you would call it. He did drugs, stole things and was just in general not the kind of guy to hand around with. So while Sian was at collage I hung out with him; got drunk and stoned. It’s safe to say he got me into drugs. No one knew about my friendship with him and that suited me.
Everything anyone said or did, got to me now. Sally and Kevin not noticing me, Rosie always being in the lime light, my dad’s affair, the bullying, the drugs, the drink but worst of all was that Sian seemed completely oblivious to it all.
Eventually it came out about my dad’s affair and his love-child and they argued 24/7. It felt like I had to choose one of them which I couldn’t. My pastor had basically thrown me out the door and Sian well I just couldn’t seem to open up to her.
Then to kick it all off even more my so called father decided to kick us out of the only home I’ve ever known so he can move in with Jack. So we end up with Jeff. Sure he has a nice house and he is a nice guy but still. That isn’t the point. It’s the fact that my dad would rather us be homeless so he can look after his little mite.
So you see although it may not seem like a lot to other people; to me it was my world falling apart. I blamed everyone. My mother who always ignored me and made me feel worthless. My father, who cheated on our family and had a child, then had the nerve to kick us out of our own home. Ooh then there’s Rosie who gets everything she wants, as well as the attention. Also saying that everything I do is a rebellion and even once accused me of getting the most attention in the family. The only bad thing I can say now about the love of my life, Sian is that she believed everything I say and never questions it. I just wish sometimes that someone would pick me.
I am now currently sitting in a back alley smoking the weed that Alan had given me. He gave me pills a while back but I had was saving them encase I was desperate. I look at my phone to see I have a new message from Sian. The girl really did love me but all I did was push her away. She tries to help me stop drinking and speak to her but I cant. Why would anyone want to burden the ones they love with stupid problems?
“Heya babe where are you? I woke up this morning and you were gone. Your mum saying you were asleep outside. I’m worried about you. Just phone me to tell me your ok Sophie? I love you xx”
See what I mean the girl is seriously a saint and how do I repay her? By sitting taking drugs in an alley, I decide I should text her back.
“Don’t worry about me im fine I always am. I’ll be home in a bit”
I knew Alan wouldn’t come round for his money that night as he wouldn’t risk getting caught so I would have to get home, get the money then meet in the alley at the back of the house.
I reluctantly got up from where I was sitting and slowly made my way back to my war-zone of a house. I had become really good at hiding the fact that most of the time I was high on some form of drug. I always wondered how Sian the person who knew me best never noticed.
I guess everybody just doesn’t care about stupid Sophie Webster. The lesbian with a cheating father and a slapper sister. The one who always gets pushed aside for the shiny new toy. No one knows who I really am now. I have changed.
Im not a push over and they are all about to see what they have done to me
Sophie’s POV
As I said here is my story. I’m Sophie Webster, 17 years old. Always over-shadowed by Rosie and never given any attention. That was until I met Sian. I had only recently come out to myself, and had been at a coffee shop in town. She had been working there and we just hit it off. Safe to say she wasn’t lying when she said her dad wouldn’t accept it, so she moved in.
Everything had been going great, we were still together a year later and I couldn’t have asked for a better life. I was doing well in collage; people had accepted me and Sian as a couple and it didn’t bother me so much that my parents hardly noticed me.
My mum believed me being gay was a phase but I soon put that thought out of her head when she caught me and Sian having sex on the sofa. It wasn’t the first time we had slept together but it was the first time we had gotten caught. My mum’s face was priceless, although it was slightly embarrassing; at least it made her see that what we had was real.
Not long after that I over heard my dad on the phone. He was meeting up with someone: I had just presumed it was a breakdown until I heard him say to meet him in the hotel. I was curious so I followed him and that’s when I say them. Kevin and Molly. I couldn’t believe it. I ran and I never wanted to stop. I ended up at the canal and cried until it was dark.
When I had returned home at 2 in the morning, freezing cold and my face puffy from crying; he had had the cheeky to give me into trouble. I couldn’t even look at him he was no father of mine; so I did what I was getting good at, I ran to my room.
Now you may be thinking to yourself how this could have pushed me over the edge? Well don’t worry everything adds together, to put me where I am now.
So after I had found out about my dad I tried to stay out of his way but it was always there. I mean I lived with him while he was pretending to love my mum.
Things had gradually become worse in collage. I was getting bullied in school for being gay and being with Sian. She never seemed to notice what the other student were saying. Then one day this group of girls cornered me in the bathrooms and were saying stuff. I just lashed out but not with words... with my fists. I got suspended.
That’s when I met Alan. He was sweet, but a bad boy as you would call it. He did drugs, stole things and was just in general not the kind of guy to hand around with. So while Sian was at collage I hung out with him; got drunk and stoned. It’s safe to say he got me into drugs. No one knew about my friendship with him and that suited me.
Everything anyone said or did, got to me now. Sally and Kevin not noticing me, Rosie always being in the lime light, my dad’s affair, the bullying, the drugs, the drink but worst of all was that Sian seemed completely oblivious to it all.
Eventually it came out about my dad’s affair and his love-child and they argued 24/7. It felt like I had to choose one of them which I couldn’t. My pastor had basically thrown me out the door and Sian well I just couldn’t seem to open up to her.
Then to kick it all off even more my so called father decided to kick us out of the only home I’ve ever known so he can move in with Jack. So we end up with Jeff. Sure he has a nice house and he is a nice guy but still. That isn’t the point. It’s the fact that my dad would rather us be homeless so he can look after his little mite.
So you see although it may not seem like a lot to other people; to me it was my world falling apart. I blamed everyone. My mother who always ignored me and made me feel worthless. My father, who cheated on our family and had a child, then had the nerve to kick us out of our own home. Ooh then there’s Rosie who gets everything she wants, as well as the attention. Also saying that everything I do is a rebellion and even once accused me of getting the most attention in the family. The only bad thing I can say now about the love of my life, Sian is that she believed everything I say and never questions it. I just wish sometimes that someone would pick me.
I am now currently sitting in a back alley smoking the weed that Alan had given me. He gave me pills a while back but I had was saving them encase I was desperate. I look at my phone to see I have a new message from Sian. The girl really did love me but all I did was push her away. She tries to help me stop drinking and speak to her but I cant. Why would anyone want to burden the ones they love with stupid problems?
“Heya babe where are you? I woke up this morning and you were gone. Your mum saying you were asleep outside. I’m worried about you. Just phone me to tell me your ok Sophie? I love you xx”
See what I mean the girl is seriously a saint and how do I repay her? By sitting taking drugs in an alley, I decide I should text her back.
“Don’t worry about me im fine I always am. I’ll be home in a bit”
I knew Alan wouldn’t come round for his money that night as he wouldn’t risk getting caught so I would have to get home, get the money then meet in the alley at the back of the house.
I reluctantly got up from where I was sitting and slowly made my way back to my war-zone of a house. I had become really good at hiding the fact that most of the time I was high on some form of drug. I always wondered how Sian the person who knew me best never noticed.
I guess everybody just doesn’t care about stupid Sophie Webster. The lesbian with a cheating father and a slapper sister. The one who always gets pushed aside for the shiny new toy. No one knows who I really am now. I have changed.
Im not a push over and they are all about to see what they have done to me