Chapter 2- Tyissha´s POV

I looked at the ceiling as I laid in the foster care home; it was like hell here, every day was spent in misery and treated like crap. I remember the day when I was pulled away from my sister so clearly that is still haunts me to this day. It was a June night well starting to be night time anyway; I heard screams and cries coming from downstairs, yes I was about 5 when it all started, doors were slammed open and shouts were coming from downstairs, I went down the stairs to check and my mother told the scary people or what they looked scary to me to take me away, "take her she's been poorly treated." They nodded their heads and took me away. My sister tried reaching out to me and I tried doing the same for her. My cries were all that was heard from the silent house. I was placed in the car and I was strapped in, tears were going down my face as the house went out of view. At that age, I was moved from foster home to foster home and everything. Different families, though all behaviors the same, all cruel and bad people in each house. I didn't want to move anywhere and I regret that because now I am with people that treat me just as bad as what mum did but as least I get fed decent amounts of food. Not that anyone here would care if I died, I decided to take more pain killer pills as I reached for the cabinet in my room and sighed. "TYISSHA!!!! GET YOUR SCRAWNY ASS DOWN HERE NOW YOU DIRTY LITTLE WHORE!!!!!" I heard a female voice yell and she sounded in her early 20's. I swear to god that her voice would always remind me of the evil witches in the cartoons. No, more like a witch from a horror movie. Her voice always sends shivers down my spine whenever she spoke. It was my so-called "mum" Anna Bella, the meanest human being on the entire planet. So I went down to her, my body began to shiver. In her right hand, she held an empty jar of Aspirins. She shakes it violently, just to illustrate that the jar was empty. "I bought those Aspirins one week ago Tyissha. There are exactly 300 Aspirins per jar. To eat them all in one week, you have to eat 42 pills a day. As far as I know, George hasn't eaten any of them, nor have I. And do you see anyone else around here? Because I don´t": She stopped talking, and just penetrated my skin with the evil look on her eye. It felt like her eyes send small laser-beams, burned small holes all over me. What should I tell her? Should I admit it that I had ate them all? That I´m an addict? Hell no. No one knows about my addiction. Not even my sister Wynter. I´m afraid that if I tell her, she will get even more depressed, than she is now. And I don't want so see her like that, she have been through enough already. With her being separated from me and from what I heard last time I spoke to her, she had been beaten up from mum, so much worse than what I have been doing. I hope to god that she's doing okay. I looked back at the witch or what looked like one and glared at her, now it was my eyes penetrating into her. It seemed she didn't like that as her cold hands gripped the jar and soon she threw it on the ground smashing glass everywhere. Things couldn't go on like this as my body swayed from side to side. Oh god my body already dying from the 42 pills I took a day during the week really did take its toll on me. Soon I blacked out, my eyes closing and black surrounded me, guess ODing myself wasn't the best move but what can I say? I'm addicted to it.
I woke up at least 5 hours later to a mother that was sitting next to me and I saw my sister with her, oh shit, thank gosh it was the weekend but tomorrow was school and I don't think she'd take it too well. I groaned getting comfy but that was soon destroyed when my mother woke up all puffy and red eyed. She took a deep breath and glared at me, I had nothing against her but I had to cringe away from her for the simple fact was that I knew she was about to yell at me for being so stupid. "TYISSHA, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!!! HOW COULD YOU HAVE BEEN SOOOO FUCKING STUPID!!! THAT'S IT I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU CAN'T STAY AWAY FROM IT ALL, NO WONDER WHY YOUR SISTER HATES YOU!!!" Mom said with so much anger through her voice, now I was worried that Wynter really did hate me or if she was just depressed as she looked right now. Wynter jumped when mom had raged at me and she looked worried, "mom... I could never hate my sister and YOU"RE SO FULL OF SHIT!!!" She said with so much determination, her eyes shining in her attempt to save me from our mothers wrath. I watched as Wynter got a slap across her face, "YOU DARE SIDE WITH HER?!!!" "WELL WHO WOULDN"T WITH A MOM LIKE YOU THAT'S A JUNKIE. I hate you so much now." She said trying to hold back tears that might overflow in any given moment. She slapped her again, and that made the cup overflow. Without caring about that the doctors have told me not to leave my bead, since my liver was literally broken, I automatically jumped out of my bed, and slapped my mum so hard that it left a red mark. My slap left her speechless, so was Wynter. No, Wynter wasn't speechless at all. Her tears finally ran down her swallowed cheeks, and before I could count to 10, she rushed out of the room, toppled the trashcan on her way out. Based on the sound it made when her foot hit it told me that her ankle must have been twisted, but she kept on running. I ran after her, despite what the doctors have told me. My stomach burned and my knees were just as solid as rubber, my heart beaded as fast as when a Calibri is flying, but my feet kept on moving. "GET BACK TO YOUR BED IMEDIATELY MISS!" severally of unknown  person said that to me, someone, and I have no idea who it was, actually ran after me too, which made me run even faster. I ran till I reached the giant water fountain outside, were Wynter sat, with her face hidden into her hands. When she heard my heavy breath, she looked up, with the saddest eyes I´ve ever seen. None of us said anything, I sat down next to her and out of a sudden, Wynter wrapped her arms around me in a hug so tight, it made me gasp even more for oxygen. "Oh sorry…I´m….I was so afraid when I got the new at school. I literally dropped everything I had in order to get over here, I…"
"Wait a second. So now everybody knows?"
"Ehmm…Mrs. Tellermann yelled it all over the soccer field, so the football guys now, the hippies know since they were outside and drew trees or something, the rappers know, because they all ditched and smoked on the playground, and at last but worst- Amber and her girlie gang knows. Please don't kill me!"
"Why should I kill you stupid?"  It's just not going to be much fun to show up next Monday. Imagine how people will stare at me, talk shit behind my bag. And Amber knows, oh shit. Then everybody must know now. FUCK FUCK FUCK FU…..AUCH!" 1000 needles perforated my stomach; my lungs froze to ice, I couldn't breathe or see anything. I could hear Wynter scream for help with all the power she got left, but she was so stressed and about to break down in tears again, that it was a weird scream, not a word but only a noise. Apparently someone heard her, because I could weakly hear a pair of running feet. "What is she doing out of her bed?" a male voice asked. Wynter answered him, but I could barely hear her. Her voice kept on disappearing, coming back. Someone, possibly the man, slapped me really hard, but I could barely move my head anymore. The man whistled, and approximately 10 others came, putted me on a stretcher. The moment I was putted on the stretcher, my heart stopped beating…
I woke up, and the first thing I saw, was a flashlight stocked directly up in my eye.
"Good morning sleeping beauty. Let me tell you what happened out there. Your liver and heart is very fragile at this moment, as a consequence from your overdose. We didn't forbid you to run for no reason. Do you know how close it was, how close you were to die? You did died, were dead for 5 minutes.  It's a miracle we brought you back to life actually. So now, don't even think about leaving your bed missy!"
The moment the doctor had left the room, I began to look around the room. Mum wasn´t there. The only person who was sitting next to me, the only person I knew always would- Wynter sat next to me, held my hand in a tight grip, with bloodshot eyes, sniffing. I tried to smile, but my smile wasn't convincing at all. I didn't want to talk about my addiction right now, so I tried to lead our conversation onto another place. "How was your day at school?"
"It was horrible as usual, but even more horrible without you"
"I´m sorry I wasn't there. Been bullied by Amber and her gang?"
"Yes indeed. The bitch ripped one of my lyrics out of my hand. At first, she read it out loud in the cafeteria, which made everybody laugh at me…badly. And then she tore it into pieces, and flushed it down the toilet"
"What about…I hesitated saying the word "mum", but she finished my sentence.
"She only slapped me gently this morning, because I refused to make some coffee for her, but I bet there is a serious round of beatings waiting for me."
"Stay with me tonight then." I knew that living with mum was like hell for her. No, hell would be much better than living with our mum. She treated Wynter like a slave, and I wish I could take her away. The thought that she had to live with her every day was one of mi biggest worries, a reason for my uncontrollable painkiller-addiction. It hurt to know what she was going through, and the pills always calmed me down. I wish that we could run away to another place, run away from our troubles and worries, run away from everything.
"Can I?"
"Of course you can. I need someone to keep me in company for the night. Its god damn boring to sit and watch crappy television, not allowed to eat candy "because your liver can't handle all the sugar yet", so yes, you have to stay".
She smiled, but for a short period of time. She got up in my bed, and wrapped her arms around me again, even tighter than she did before.
"Do you know how much you just scared me!" she whispered. "Please promise me, that you will never take so many pills, you have to promise me. I can't picture me a life without you. I don't want to lose my sister. Especially because we have a Black Veil Brides concert ahead of us on next Saturday, and I really don't want to miss that".
I said "No, I won't ever take any pills", knowing that I lied to her big time. My pills were my escape from this world. They and Wynter were the only things that kept my hopes high. Without them, I would be…dead.
So I just said "No, I won't ever take any pills", to calm her down. Because I know that the moment I get "home", back to Anna Bella and her boyfriend George, I would swallow another 10 pills. At least…