Famous Last Words by Leanne Yerdon (inspirational novels txt) 📕

...Famous Last Words-My Chemical Romance

So many bright lights to cast a shadow but can I speak? well is it hard understanding Im incomplete. a life thats so demanding I get so weak, a love thats so demanding, I can't speak I am not a fraid to keep on lving, I am not afriad to walk this world alone, honey if you stay I ll be forgiving, nothing you can say can stop me from going home...


Chapter 1


I leaned against the wall of the shower. My tears hitting against the wall as the water went down her body. Everything hurt..Everything ached. I hoped the warm water would just make all the pain go away...even the pain on the inside. I cried harder as he went through my mind. I couldn’t take anymore. Was I really that bad? Was everything I thought about myself not true..? All I knew was the love of my life knew nothing on what I went through to be with him..What I was willing to go through to be with him. I slid down the wall of the tub and onto the floor, holding my knees to my chest. I put my forehead against them. Nothing but my sobs and the water hitting against the floor from the shower able to be heard.

“What did I ever do that was so bad to make them do this to me.?” I sobbed aloud. No one was home. No one would question anything. Good. I thought to myself. I never felt so horrible in my life. I never felt so useless. I felt like nothing..Just like he supposedly said. I was nothing. And I hope ‘he’ was happy I was confronting it now. I breathed hard. My chest aching. I know I’m being ridiculous. I know Im being dumb. I know i’m being sappy. But getting this criticism from the one you care most about can break you. Even more then any guy has before. I leaned to the side, turning the shower off, and standing up to grab a towel. I wrapped it around my body and stepped out of the shower, grabbing a hair tye and throwing it up in a bun. I walked in front of the foggy mirror, gliding my fingers across it. Now seeing my face. My chunky cheeks, my sad blue eyes,my light freckles on my nose. My dark brown hair that fell to my shoulders. I leaned forward towards the mirror.

“Nothing.” I mumbled to it. Pulling back as the tears rolled down my cheeks. I gripped the white counter top of the bathroom. I never really thought about dying till now. When you’ve been taunted this badly..I finally know why so many kids think about this almost everyday of there lives. Where they just can’t take anymore and know theres got to be some place that is better then this. Anything could be better then this. When they’ve lost all hope and faith in themselves and just let it all go...


(1 day earlier)

“Rawrrr!” I yelled as I pulled off yet another shirt. What the hell? Does anything look good on me anymore? I asked in my head. I leaned over pulling shirt after shirt out of my drewer. I then spotted one in particular. I smiled.

“Wonder if you still fit me.” I rubbed my fingers agains the black material in my hands. The words Tink in fuzzy pink at the bottom of it. I pulled it over my black tanktop. I closed my eyes then turned to the mirror in my room. I screamed.

“YEAH BUDDY!” I yelled. My door then creaked open. I turned to see Bryce. His eyes cracked just a little open,his black hair all over the place. I chuckled at the pink boxers he had on. He glared at me.

“Do you know what time it is?” He asked. I grabbed my phone. It was 6:30.

“6:30.” I said and shrugged. He nodded.

“You have got to be kidding me. School starts at eight I don’t get up till 7:30 now. Do me a favor and shut the hell up.” He said grumpily. A grin rose across my lips.

“Were you talking to your girrrlfriend all night?” I asked teasingly. Bryce hated that word. Ever since his last girlfriend moved and never spoke to him again. He glared and ran up to me. He picked me up in the air and put me over his shoulder. I screamed and hit his back.

“Bryce Joshua Grant you put me down!” I screamed as I hit my fists harder and harder against his back. He then threw me onto my bed and pinned me down. My eyes widened.

“You do know that incest is looked down upon right?” I asked. He scoffed.

“You wish.” He then tickled my sides. I laughed uncontrollably. I couldn’t stop and it was starting to hurt. I pushed my hands against his chest.

“Bryceeeeee... Please..Stop..It hurtsss.” I said through laughs and winces of pain. He nodded.

“Good you deserve it.” He said tickeling my sides harder. I groaned.

“Bryce.I’m.Sorry.” I pleaded as the tears went down my cheeks from laughing so hard. He sighed and pulled away.

“Don’t ever say that word again. Got it?” He asked. I nodded, wiping my eyes. He walked to the door then turned to me.

“Keep that shirt on.” He said and walked to his room. I smiled. Well thanks for the apology. Bryce never said sorry. Well he did but you had to understand what his sorry was. Instead of sorry he came out with a compliment. Which I honestly didn’t mind. My phone then started to vibrate. I ran over to it and slid my finger across the screen of my iPhone and clicked on my messages.

Babe<3: Morning Baby.

I smiled. I don’t think anyone could really make me blush or smile as much as this boy right here.
Me:Morning :) <3

I then put my phone in my front pocket and grabbed my laptop and put it in its case. I heard the shower turn on so it must be 7 already. My phone vibrated again.

Babe<3: How’d you sleep?

Me:Okay I guess hbu?

I put my phone back in my pocket and walked out of my room to the kitchen. I sat in a chair at the table. Seeing the “breakfast” my mom laid out for me. Residing of chocolate milk and toast. My parents left the house at about 7 and came home around 8pm. So my “guardian” was my brother. I drank the chocolate milk and set the cup down. My phone vibrating again. I sighed.

Babe<3: okay and Why you guess?

Me:Eh I had really bad dreams but it doesn’t matter. I love you

I set my phone back on the table and ate the rest of my toast. I chuckled as Bryce walked out. His hair wet and a pink lip ring in his lip. I did like his shirt though. It was a my chemical romance band shirt.

“Nice shirt. But..What’s with the lip ring?” I asked as I pulled on my neon pink converse. He shrugged pulling on his black fuzzy hoodie.

“I like it.” He mumbled and sat down and pulled on his black and neon green stripped vans. I nodded and stood u, yawning as I grabbed my computer bag.

“You driving me?” I asked. He looked up at me.

“Do I have to?” He whined. I glared and nodded. He pushed his lip out.

“Aww...” He said. I rolled my eyes.

“I already missed the fricken bus but fine tomorrow I’ll ride the bus instead of dealing with you.” I said angrily. Bryce chuckled pulling me into his chest and hugging me tight.

“I was joking calm down.” He said kissing my head. I groaned.

“Let.Me.Go.” I said angrily. I hated it when he always pissed me off right in the morning. He chuckled.

“What would I do without you?” He asked, releasing me and walking out the door to his car. I rolled my eyes.

“Probably run out of people to piss of in the morning.” I grumbled. I walked out of the house to Bryce’s black volvo and opened the passenger door and got in. Bryce pushed the gas pedal down and pulled out of the driveway. The tired squeeling. I winced.

“Do you really have to do that?” He chuckled and nodded and turned the cd player on. I grinned as Helena by My Chemical Romance came through the speakers. My medicine was music and My Chemical Romance deffonintly was my doctors prescription.

“So are you boy toy’s friends still up your ass?” Bryce asked. I sighed and nodded.

“Yeah.. He doesn’t even know anything about the subject of them being complete asses to me.I mean I don’t talk to them and they still...I hate our school so much.” I mumbled. Bryce nodded.

“Do you want me to do something about it?” He asked. I shook my head. Bryce would kill anyone who hurt me. I hated Zack’s friends well not all of them. Just a select two. But it wasn’t always that way. I use to be really good friends with them but everyone seems to change. I didn’t want to hurt Zack. I know it may seem like a chick flick by what I’m going to say but its true...the kid was my everything. He came from my best friend to my boyfriend. The kid knew everything there was to know about me and he still found more things to know and notice about me. But his friends...they were nothing like him. If they didn’t like you they made it known. They wouldn’t stop until you broke and I did my best to avoid that.

“No..Your not always going to be here Bryce. I have to learn to take care of these things on my own.” Bryce nodded. I then heard these fake snivels.

“My baby sister is growing up.” He mumbled, holding one hand to his chest. I smacked his arm. The car swurved. I screamed,gripping the sides of the car. Bryce laughed hysterically, his low laughs filling the car. I glared at him.

“You are such an ass.” I grumbled and pulled my hands back to my lap. Bryce laughed.

“I do my best sis..I do my best.” I nodded. You sure did. I thought.

“Are you and the Deuche doing okay though?” He asked. I shrugged.

“I guess.. I don’t know.” Bryce nodded and pulled into the parking lot of the school. I went to open my door but Bryce locked it before I had the chance. I sighed.

“You stay with me this morning alright? I have a surprise for you. I don’t want you going over there if there going to be complete dicks to you. You deserve way better then that. If they say anything with me there they know I will kick there asses. Your boyfriend may be stupid enough to not notice it or do anything about it but I sure as hell aint.” He said. I nodded.

“Fine just let me out of the car before I scream rape.” I whined. He nodded and unlocked the doors. I stepped out of the car holding my bag on my shoulder. I looked up at Sherfield Springs. Here goes nothing. I thought and walked