They Say That ALL Beauty Must Die.

*Jimmy's P.O.V*

It was 6 o clock in the morning and I heard someone banging on the door. Like literally banging, I'm guessing whoever that was didn't have a key?
I walked over to the door and took a peak through the hole thing. It Cherish's aunt and uncle.They were obviously drunk.. I didn't want to let them in but they wouldn't stop banging on the door.
So I just yelled out to them,

"What do you want?"

"I want to sleep on my bed!" the woman said.

"I don't think you should be here."

"Who the fuck are you anyway? Why are you in my house?" She yelled out.

I didn't say anything 'cause I did not want to escalate the situation. The woman continuously banged and knocked on the door. I was just gonna go back to sleep but I saw at the corner of my eye, that Cherish was slowly walking down the stairs, rubbing her sleepy eyes.

"Who is that?" she asked.

"I'm not sure." I replied.

She walked over to the door and looked through the peep hole. She slowly looked at me as she had this look of confusion on her face.

"I thought they wouldn't be home for a couple days." she says.

She opened the door, and her aunt and uncle stumbled their way in. They were barely able to hold up their heads. They didn't notice they boys in the living room and they didn't notice I was standing next to Cherish.
But not long after, she did.

"I know who your mother is! Get out of my house or I will make your life into a living hell!" She yelled to me. Right in my face. The scent of alcohol strong in each breath she took.

I looked at Cherish. She looked back up to me with sympathy and fear,then assured me to go out.
I walked over to the living room to wake the boys.. All woke up one by one, we all slowly made our way out. Until Brian and Matt saw them.

"What's going on?" Matt asked.

"Nothing, please, just go. Now." Cherish said.

"I want to know what's going on."

I looked at Cherish and whispered in her ear,
"We don't want anything happening to you."

"And nothing will." She reassured.

The boys and I didn't say anything..

"Get out of my house!" the woman yelled once again and threw a beer bottle. I take it now that is Cherish's aunt Rose.

"Oh hell no! Cherish, you're coming with us!" Matt yelled.

"No, you leave her here with me! She is my so called responsibility!" Rose slurred.

"Just go. I'll call you if anything goes down." Cherish said.

"Promise?" I asked.

"I promise."

I planted a kiss on her forehead and made my way out of the house. Same with the boys.
We were walking along the sidewalk, all quiet. But soon turned into a yelling fest as Matt was getting mad.
He threw a trashcan onto the road and started yelling.
"Fuck! Should we leave her there? Alone? With those piss poor drunks she calls "family?"
He was really getting mad now.. He picked up a stick and walked towards someone's mailbox. I was waiting for one of the others to stop him before he started.
With one swing, the mailbox went flying.
I stood there in disbelief as he went walking to the persons car.

"Matt!" I yelled out but he didn't listen, so I ran towards him with Brian and we tackled him to the ground.

"Let's go get her! She can come to my house!"

"Cherish will be alright! She's a strong woman and she said she would call us!"

I assured him as he calmed down. We laid there until he got his breathing under control. For those that don't know Matt, he has real anger issues.

"Let's just chill at my house until she calls.." I said.

"Are you even speaking to your parents? After what happened to you.."

"Not really, but who cares? Let's go. It's the closest to Cherish."

"Alright." said Zacky.

It's about time that fucker said something. He's so quiet!
We just made our way to my house. I'm not gonna lie, I was kinda scared.. I prepared myself for whatever was coming my way.
We walked in, one by one, slowly as possible. Only to find out no one was around. I didn't hear any arguing, or music playing, nothing..
I told the boys to go to my room as I searched my home for any sign of life.

All the rooms were empty and nothing was missing. I'm guessing my parents went out..once again.

*Cherish's P.O.V*

It was so quiet and awkward after the boys left. I thought my aunt and uncle would just go on to bed but they went into kitchen to continue their binge.
I walked in on them making out. I didn't want them to notice me but I bumped into one of the table chairs..
My aunt stopped kissing my uncle. She looked up at me with anger.

"What are you doing?"

"I just wanted something to drink.."

"Take a glass of water and get to bed!" She yelled.. rather loud.

"Okay, settle down.." I said to her.

With immediate regret, she walked up to me, stomping with each step, she reached me and threw a punch right on my left cheek.
I yelped with pain as I fell to the floor. I didn't say anything as to not piss her off.

"Do not talk to me that way. I am not your "mother." she said. Using the famous air quotations with her fingers.

I looked at her and was about to walk away and just go to my room. But she grabbed me and made me sit on a chair. I didn't look up at her.. I hate this.
All this alcohol that's around me.. Pretty soon, I'll probably start drinking too.. I was getting lost in my thoughts until my "Aunt" pounded her fist on the table.

"I didn't want you here! Your father said he was gonna leave you here 'cause he can't take care of you. And you know damn well I can't take care of you!"

"I'm old enough to take care of myself.." I said quietly.

"No, you can't. You will never do anything right." She said to me.
"You're still living under my roof, so that means you will do what I tell you, when I tell you to do it."

"Okay.."

"Good girl."

I felt like I needed to get out of there. The anxiety was just getting ready to kick my ass. I tried to keep it in but I couldn't. I tried swallowing the lump in my throat but I didn't know how!
My cheek still throbbing with pain. This was all too hard for me. I've been keeping this in for so long.
I started to panic. Losing control of my breathing, and sobbing loudly.

"Shut up!" my aunt yelled.

"I'm sorry." I sobbed.

"Cherish! Stop!"

"I'm so sorry. Please, don't hurt me." I cried out. I still couldn't control my breathing. My vision was blurring and it felt like my throat was on fire.

"Aunty.. is there any day in your life that you loved me?" I asked her with tears in my eyes and a lump in my throat.

"Who would love a pebble in their shoe?" she answered as she took a swig of her whiskey.

I just knew. Right then and there, she didn't want me in her life. She was just acting when I first got here. She didn't want me. She just felt sorry for me and I'm guessing my "dad" knew she was like this.
I miss my sober aunt. She was nice and understanding. But I'm guessing she was just acting back then too.. in front of mom. I couldn't stop all these thoughts that came. They all came to me all at once.
After 10 minutes, I finally slowed down my breathing and got in control. I looked in the mirror that was hanging in the living room and saw that there was a purple bruise forming on my cheek.
I looked over to my aunty, right into her eyes, I asked her..

"Me.. or the alcohol."

She didn't say anything. Just looked at me. My uncle looked at her and they both traded glances. I'm not sure what kind but still, she didn't answer.

"If you pick me, you stop drinking and I will do whatever you want.. but if you pick the alcohol.. I will leave and you will never see or hear from me again.."

It was silent for a couple minutes. I assumed she wanted me to leave, so I got up off my chair and made my way upstairs.
She ran after me and pulled my hair.

"You're not leaving. I'm getting good money for keeping a piece of shit like you!" Sheyelled into my ear.

I threw her over me and ran up the stairs. But I was too slow.. She grabbed hold of my ankle and made me fall. My arm and the same side of my face, hurting so bad!
I kicked and screamed as I tried to loosen her grip.

"Let me go!" I yelled. "You don't want me! You only want the money, you selfish bitch!"
She grabbed hold of my hair again and said,
"You are not leaving. You have nowhere else to go anyway!"

I stopped fighting as I knew that it's totally useless. She kept yelling.. I didn't pay attention to what she was saying.
I should just end it right now. I've been through enough things. No human being should ever have to go through this. No one deserves to feel unwanted.
She threw me to the floor and kicked me. I screamed in pain and sobbed quietly to myself. She was about to throw another punch but I got up and ran to my room.
Locking my door and running into my bathroom;. I took my cell phone out of my pocket and dialed Jimmy's number.
It rang and rang. It felt like the bangs on my door were getting louder and louder and the ringing getting longer and longer.
I set my phone down on the floor..
Walked over to the sink and grabbed a razor.. I took it apart and held in my hand, the sharpest piece. The coldness of the blade kissing my skin.
The voices in my head yelling encouragement.

"Do it!"
"You'll feel so much better."

It was just me and the voices. I put the blade to my skin.. lightly at first but then heavier and heavier.
My arm and the bathroom floor bloody.. The banging from my aunt Rose stopped. I looked down at my phone and I seen that I forgot to hang up..
The little voice coming from the speaker.

"Cherish! What's going on?! Are you okay?"

Oh,that voice.. Sounded so peaceful. So beautiful. It's like there was a spell being cast upon me.
I was tired. I was ready to let go..
I sat down as I dragged the blade across my wrist once more.

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