Warning: Abusive content!
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At the end of the day, I was putting my books in my locker, when Jasmine walked up to me."Hey, ready to go?" She asks.
"I have detention, remember?" I reminded her as I closed my locker.
"Oh yeah. That sucks." She replied, pulling a sad face.
"You have no idea." I sighed.
"Okay then, I'll see you tomorrow." She said as she walked away.
"Tomorrow." I said, waving goodbye. I then walked in the direction of the detention room. I still couldn't believe that I got detention. I really hope this one small mark on my permanent record won't affect my chances of getting into medical school.
I reached the door that has 'Detention Room' written on it and pulled it open. I noted that only one person was in the room. A boy, who was busy tapping away on his phone. I entered and went to the desk to give my detention slip to the detention supervisor. I then turned around to walk to my seat and almost run into someone who had just entered the room behind me.
"Watch it!" The person growled out and I looked around to see Carson Knight.
Carson was the school's bad boy. He and his group of friends were always in some trouble. Let's just say he did not care for rules. I was not surprised to see him here. I looked around to see if his friends were also here, but it was only him. Normally, it was the four of them who got into trouble. After all, they were always creating havoc together.
Right now his hands were bandaged up and he had cuts and bruises on his face. He was probably in another fight. No surprise there.
"You should also look where you are going." I snapped.
He stopped in his tracks and turned to face me. "What did you just say to me?"
"You heard me." I said simply.
He scrutinized me for a few seconds, before he smirked. "You sure do have a lot of confidence, little nerd." He said.
I scoffed. "I'm not a nerd."
He lifted his eyebrows. "Whatever you say, nerd."
"Douche bag." I replied, crossing my arms.
"Enough!" The teacher at the desk in front of us snapped. "Please take a seat. Both of you." He said, pointing his finger in front of him. He looked weary and his eyes were bloodshot.
I gave Carson one last glare, before I walked away and took a seat at the back, near the window. Carson sat on the other side of the classroom. I looked at the front and saw that the teacher had his head on the desk. He was probably sleeping, so I took out my earphones, plugged it into my phone and began to listen to some music. Maybe if I didn't pay attention to the time, it would run off quickly.
Ten minutes later, I was still listening to music with my head on the desk. Suddenly, I felt something bounced off my shoulders. I looked around to see a crumpled up paper on the floor.
I looked over to where the boy who I had seen when I just entered the room was. He sat in his seat sleeping. His head was falling back and his mouth was wide open. I then looked around at Carson. He waved at me and tried to look innocent. An evil smirk was playing on his lips.
I narrowed my eyes at him, before I took up the paper and threw it back at him. It hit his arm and bounced to the floor. I smiled in victory. He shook his head and pointed to the boy, as if to say it was him who had thrown the paper. I rolled my eyes. As if he was able to throw a paper ball at me. The poor boy was busy drowning in his own drool.
For the rest of the detention period, Carson did not say anything or bothered me again. I was really glad for that. He had his feet propped up on the desk, texting on his phone. The hour flew by fast and finally detention was up. I shot up from my seat quickly and left the room.
Finally, I could go home. Not that I'm looking forward to it.
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After twenty minutes of walking, I was finally at my house. I looked at the house that I lived in for six years; ever since my mother married that monster.
This place was definitely not home anymore.
I looked at the dying flowers that were planted near the lawn. They hadn't been watered or tended to since my mom passed. She loved flowers and was the only one who took care of them. Now, they were shivered up and dark looking.
I didn't know if Allan was home. The garage door was closed, so I didn't know if his car was there or not. I took a deep breath and walked up to the front door. I opened it with my keys and pushed it open slowly. It made a creaking noise and I groaned. I hope the noise didn't wake him up. That is, if he was sleeping.
I sighed in relief when I saw that the living room was vacant. I closed the door quietly and walked briskly towards the stairs. I don't want to take any chances if he was home. However, as soon as I reached the foot of the stairs, I heard a sound behind me. I turned around to see Allan standing at the entrance to the kitchen.
"Where are you coming from?" He demanded.
"School." I answered. He narrowed his eyes at me.
"School ended an hour and a half ago. Where have you been?!" He shouted, moving closer to me. I took a step back.
I didn't answer. I was trying to calculate in my head how fast I could run up the stairs. Maybe if I took them two at a time, I could make it, I thought to myself. As soon as that idea came to my mind, I brushed it off. Who was I kidding? With my clumsy self, I probably wouldn't make it up the first two steps.
Before I could think about anything else, Allan reached where I was and stood in front of me. His big and muscular frame looming dangerously over me. He raised his hand and I took in a deep breath and closed my eyes. Seconds later, I felt the all too familiar sting to my cheek. I looked down at the floor and clenched my jaw, trying to ignore the pain.
He grab my hair roughly, forcing me to look at him. I whimpered in pain, because of how tight he grabbed my hair. He then slammed me against the wall on the right. I hit my head hard, before I fell to the floor, hitting my head again. My head began to throb with pain and my vision became spotty. I tried to regain consciousness.
I began to scramble to my feet, when he kicked me to the floor again. He then began to continuously kick me. In my stomach, hip, leg and my back. I closed my eyes tightly to prevent the tears from falling. Finally, he stopped kicking me.
"Now go to your room!" He gruffly said as he walked away, heading back to the kitchen.
I got up off the floor weakly and quickly limped to my room. My body was in a lot of pain, but I ignored it. I couldn't risk him changing his mind and coming back for me. As soon as I reached my room, I went inside and closed the door behind me with the lock. I run to my bed and finally let the tears flow.
I hugged my pillow close and cried. I didn't know how much more of this I could take.
I didn't know how long I cried for, but the next thing I know, I fell asleep, hearing the sounds of my own hiccups.
The next day, I woke up with a pounding headache. I stretched my sore limbs and went to take a shower. I turned the water to hot and went into the shower. I stood under the spray for five minutes, before I start to lather myself with soap.When I was done, I stepped from the shower and wrapped a towel around my body. I then went into my room to get ready. I got dressed quickly into jeans and a baby blue sweater. As I put on my sweater, I cringed at the black and blue marks on my stomach. The old ones beside it was starting to look dark and ugly.I then went over to my dresser to comb my hair. I run my hands through my brown hair and noticed that a big chunk was torn out from when Allan grabbed it yesterday. I caught my hair into a high ponytail in order to hide it.When I was done, I began to apply makeup. I applied a lot of foundation and powder on my cheeks to hide the marks that had now turned a darkish blue colour. Thankfully, when I was done, it wasn't showing. I had gotten so us
The following day at lunch time, my friends and I sat down at our table for lunch. We were busy joking around and talking about random things, when I looked up at the entrance to the cafeteria.Entering into the cafeteria, sporting all the confidence of the world was Carson and his three friends. There were Michael Evans and the twins; Jayden and Jordan Moore.They walked passed our table and Carson's eye caught mine. I look away quickly. They walked to their table and sat down. "What's up with you?" Jasmine asked when she realized that I had gone quiet."Nothing. I was just trying to avoid Carson." I replied."Carson Knight?" She asked and I nodded. "Why? Are you into him?""What? No!" I said shaking my head quickly.Jasmine laugh. "I was just asking. After all, he is hot." She said.I looked over to the table that Carson sat talking loudly with his friends. I have to admit, Jasmine is right. He is hot. I've always noticed his arrogance before, but if you really look at him, he was
I was running. I didn't know who or what I was running from, but I knew I was afraid. I was in a forest surrounded by tall trees and no matter how far I run, it seems like I can never reach the opening. I also felt like I wasn't moving at all, even though the chilly night air whipped at my skin. I felt tears streaming down my cheeks and my vision became blurry. I couldn't see where I was going anymore, but I kept running. The sky was dark and the clouds were dark and looming. I started to hear voices all around me. I couldn't make out what they were saying, but the voices sounded cold, angry and terrifying. I finally saw a bright light ahead of me and tried to increase my speed. I didn't want to be in the forest anymore. I didn't feel safe here. As soon as I neared the light, I closed my eyes from its intense glare. As soon as I closed my eyes, I felt my feet gave out from under me. I looked down and realized that I was falling. I waved my hands and cried out as I fell. My body fel
WARNING: Abusive content, but only a small amount.******Today was now Saturday. On most Saturdays, Allan would go to a party or hang out at a bar with his drinking buddies. I love these days because he would drink all night and he would not come home until early the next morning.I was laying on my bed when I heard his car left the house. I took up my phone and looked at the time. It was a quarter pass two. I guess he decided to start his night out early.I left my room and went into the kitchen to see what was in the fridge to eat. The fridge was however empty. I saw only a small amount of milk left in the milk carton. It has been a while since I went shopping. This is due to the fact that I did not have any money as Allan spends the entire money on alcohol.He didn't care if there was food in the fridge or not. He did not care about me. All he cared about was his alcohols in the cabinet. My mother had left some money for me before she left, but it was not enough. It was fast runni
On Wednesday morning, I was walking to school feeling weak and sore. Every step I took, I felt pain through my entire body. My stomach especially.Allan had cornered me last night and given me a hard beating. He was drunk and really angry. Because of what he did, I couldn't sleep. After he had finished hitting me, I went straight to my room for the entire night and I could not stop throwing up. He was hitting me frequently now and more harder. I really don't know how much more of it I could take. I didn't feel like going to school, but I really didn't want to miss school. After dragging myself to school for half an hour and ignoring the pain for the entire journey, I finally reached school. I walk inside the building and head to homeroom, so I can sit and rest my sore body.After roll call, Jasmine and I went to our first class of the day. As we sat at our seat in English class, she began to tell me about Tyler. Tyler was the boy who she went on a date with last week Wednesday. I was
On Saturday, I got ready to go to my first day of work at the coffee shop. When I was ready, I went to my room door and listened for any sound in the house. I didn't hear any, so I opened my room door slowly and slipped through.I heard loud snoring coming from the room down the hall as I walk to the stairs. Allan was still asleep, I thought to myself. I shook my head and quickly descend the stairs. I opened the front door and head out.After walking for fifteen long minutes, I was finally at the coffee shop. I opened the door and went inside. When Samantha saw me entered, she gave me a friendly smile and pointed in the direction of the backdoor. I greeted her and walked around the counter.I entered through the backdoor and head towards the small cubicle, that is Miranda's office. Miranda smiled when she saw me."Hey Kayla. You are here." She greeted. She got up from her chair and indicated for me to follow her. She lead me to a small room which contain lockers. "This is going to be
WARNING: Abusive content!******I woke up the following morning with a stiff neck. I had slept in one position last night as I was watching the door. I didn't even know when I fell asleep.I got out of bed and took a quick shower. I was afraid to leave my room, so I decided to stay in. Now and then I would hear Allan downstairs or walking up or down the stairs. I knew he would not go anywhere as today was Sunday.For the entire day, I stayed in my room and before I knew it night came and I went to sleep. In the morning, I got ready for school and pulled my bedroom door open. I knew that Allan was here, because I didn't hear his car drive out.I was hoping that I could sneak out without him seeing me. I normally waited until he leaves, but he was taking longer than normal to leave and I didn't want to be late for school.I didn't hear any noise downstairs, do I took my chance. I slipped through the door and dashed for the stairs. As soon as I reached the stairs, I saw Allan stepped fr
The next day I went to school. I didn't have another altercation with Allan when I got home yesterday as he had already left for work.When I got to school, my friends bombarded me with questions of concern. I had to convince them that I was okay. Thankfully, the pain in my stomach that I had yesterday was gone.The day went by quickly and Lucas, Kevin, Jasmine and I left school together. Jasmine had asked us to come to her house after school to watch movies. I didn't decline, because I did not want to miss another time of hanging out with my friends.After watching two movies and enjoying my friends company, it was time for us to leave. Lucas, Kevin and I bid Jasmine goodbye and left. We walked for a while, before we split directions.I was almost home when my phone started ringing. I took it from my pocket and saw that it was Miranda. I answered it. "Hello Miranda." I greeted her."Hello Kayla. I was wondering if it is possible for you to come to the cafe for an hour?" She asked. "I'