This is definitely different than my usual stuff. For some reason this just popped into my head. I do not know how good it will be since I have no experience with it. Surprisingly this is the longest chapter i have ever written. Tell me how i did? :D

The Pain of Dreams

I wish it would stop. My parents are always fighting. My dad has started emotionally abusing my mom and I. I'm scared that it will soon become physical. Suddenly it gets eerily quiet. My mom started screaming and I ran down to my parents' room. My dad had started hitting my mom, and she was lying on the floor, just taking his abuse. "Stop!" I yelled at him. "Shut up, whore!" he yelled back at me. He started running toward me, but I didn't move. It was like my brain couldn't send signals to my body.

When I woke up I was in the same place I was last night but I was more bruised up. As I think back I faintly remember my dad start kicking me which is probably why I can hardly breathe. I snuck back into my room slowly. The abuse started after we got back from camp. I don't know why he started it. It started with just yelling, verbal abuse. Last night it progressed to physical. It wasn't painful enough for me to miss school. Slowly I get ready for school, being careful to make sure I nurse all my wounds. I notice it is already ten o'clock already, so I've already missed half of my classes. I was tempted to not go to school, but I knew my beating would be even worse if I didn't. Luckily my dad was not home so I could take my time. When I was done I grabbed my bag and headed off to school. When the front office asked why I was late, I lied. When I got to class, I noticed that someone was sitting in the seat that was usually empty next to mine. I handed the teacher my note and sat down. "Hi, I'm Caitlyn." The person next to me said. "Hi"

"What? Don't remember your best friend?"

I looked up at that and saw my best friend from Camp Rock, Caitlyn Gellar.

"Caitlyn! What are you doing here?"

"Remember how I told you I was moving?"

"Yes"

"Well, I convinced my parents to move here."

"That's awesome!"

"Mitch, what's wrong? You seem different."

"I'm fine."

"Okay."

I knew she would ask me about it later, but she dropped it for now. Finally the bell rang and I could see Caitlyn's schedule. We went to our lockers to get the books for our next class. After I went to my locker, I went to the bathroom to check my wounds. Suddenly I heard a gasp from behind me. "Mitch, what happened to you?" Caitlyn asked while grabbing my hand. I ran off without as much as a goodbye. I get to the music room and sit in the corner as usual. We were getting a new music teacher this year because our old one retired. Tears started streaming down my face while I was thinking of everything that has happened since camp. In one week so many things have happened. "Are you okay, Poppet?" I heard from above me. I looked up and there stood Brown.

"No, but I can't talk about it."

"Fine."

I looked around and saw Caitlyn was there. She looked upset. I decided to go apologize. Right when I got up, someone knocked into me and I bumped my worst wound. I staggered backwards and I was having trouble breathing. The last thing I remember is Caitlyn running over to me.

When I woke up I was laying on the floor, with Caitlyn and Brown leaning over me. "I'm sorry." I whispered.

"Mitch, I'm so sorry. I tried to force you to tell me what was wrong. I can tell you don't want people to know."

"It's okay. It's my fault anyway. I shouldn't have run off like that. What happened?"

"Some girl bumped into you and you fainted." Up until then we had completely forgotten about Brown.

"Are you okay Mitchie?"

"Not really. My chest hurts."

"Do you mind if I look?" Right as he said that the bell rang. I hadn't even noticed the rest of the class in the back.

"Now can you tell us what happened? I know you can't pass out from someone bumping into you." Cait said gently.

"Fine, I'll tell you. This might be hard for me. So it all started the day we got home from camp…

My mom and I had decided to go shopping for school supplies the next day. When we got home from shopping I noticed that my dad was home early. We took our stuff out of the trunk and took it into the house. When we got inside my dad was sitting in the living room waiting for us. 'Where have you been?' he yelled. 'You could have been dead in a ditch and I wouldn't have known. It's not like anyone would have cared if you were.' That was when the verbal abuse started. I would try to fight back, but I was too scared to try anything. My mom wouldn't even try to help me. Last night it got worse. I heard screams from my parents' bedroom and I ran to see what was going on. My dad was beating my mom, and I finally decided to stop him. 'Stop!' I yelled at him while still standing in the doorway. 'Shut up, whore!' he yelled back. He started running toward me and I just froze. I woke up this morning with bruises all over my body and I was bleeding in some places. That's why I was late to school this morning. I didn't wake up until ten o'clock this morning.

"Oh, Mitch. I am so sorry"

"That's so sad."

"You need to get away from there."

"I can't. I can't just leave my mom there by herself."

"I know. Do you think you will be okay to go to lunch?"

"Yeah, I think so."

I sat up slowly. Caitlyn helped me up and we said goodbye to Brown and headed off to the cafeteria. As we were walking I saw a familiar head of bushy hair.

"Sierra!"

"Hey Mitchie!" she said while tackling me in a hug. No one but Caitlyn noticed my wince.

"Ready to go to lunch?"

"Sure. By the way this is my friend Caitlyn from camp."

"Hi. Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too."

"Where were you this morning, Mitchie? You weren't in first block."

At this my eyes widened and I replied, "I just overslept." I could tell Caitlyn was giving me a look at this, but I just couldn't say what really happened again today. "Oh. That's cool." I could tell she didn't believe me but she decided to drop it. I swear my friends know me way too well.

"Look, I don't really want to talk about it. I can only tell so many people in one day."

"What, you told her before you told me? That's just great, Mitchie, Desert me for her."

"Sierra, wait."

"Save it, Mitchie. I thought I was your friend but I guess not."

She turned around and walked out of my life.

There you have it. My first chapter of The Pain of Dreams. Review please!! :D Tell me what you think!! :D

- Firefly