" And in this time period many things occured, bringing the human race closer toward our present day, such as..."
You sighed officially tuning out your teacher. You had already read over this portion of the book out of sheer boredom the month prior. Besides it was the last period of the day, who was really listening anyway? Looking out the window you rested your head on your palm and took into account how the clouds had blotted out the entirety of the sky making the world gray and depressing, kinda like you. A small smile attempted to crawl onto your lips at the small yet dark comparison, but still worry began to eat at your stomach.
please don't storm.
Turning your gaze down from the sky you swiveled your eyes about, perusing the building as if reading a novel. Trying to find an image in the cracks in the brick work or trying to read the illegible graffiti that speckled the dreary and boring buildings. Another smile threatened to wriggle its way onto your face when you saw the graffiti. The vandalized building seemed to gain character with the mostly neon orange display of freedom, defiance, and expression.
Expression...Something you apparently lacked in conversation with people, or that's what people said at least. Breathing in deeply, your eyes fell shut out of exhaustion. You'd been pretty tired as of late because of your insomnia acting up. Slowly, in your short doze, your elbow began to slide farther away from its original position. You started awake and were able to just barely save your face from slamming into the desk. Blinking you raised your head back up to its original position this time directing your attention to the teacher.
The room was deserted, not even the teacher was present, you must have really dozed off. Sighing you began to collect your things. On the way out you checked the board and it read: Ms. (Y/n) detention tomorrow after school for sleeping in class, also have a three page essay on my desk tomorrow morning on the chapter discussed today.
Your eyebrow twitched in irritation at the BS scribbled on the whiteboard. Oh well it's not like it was the ten page essay he made you do last time. Shuffling out of class you noticed that the halls were empty save for a few janitors. You checked your watch 4:37pm. School had ended at 2:30.
Damn.
If you weren't home before...her, you'd be murdered for sure. Sprinting to your locker you ignored the many offensive sticky-notes and gum wads that decorated it. Wrenching it open you grabbed your backpack and dashed for the exit.
Outside you sprinted, your feet barely touching the ground as you dodged people, cars and bikers, even the occasional stray animal. You rammed past trash cans and rounded corner after corner nearly causing accidents as you went. Any injury sustained now would be nothing to what you would obtain if you were late getting home, so you ran, and ran, and ran.
Rounding a corner you bumped into somebody or somebodies by the groans of pain that filled the air. Looking up you made eye contact with both. A boy with black hair, a bandana, and missing teeth, and a girl with fiery red hair and sparkly baby blue eyes.
"Sorry..." You breathed, no time you screamed internally and bolted away from them, you felt bad but you did say sorry, but again, no time.
Turning the last corner you barely had traction as you threw yourself into a boot grinding halt. You were at the front of your apartment building, watching as a bleach blonde climbed the steps looking in all sense of the word pissed.
She was here.
Turning around you prayed that she never noticed you. You scurried your way around back and pulled the rope you had rigged to the fire escape. The ladder wasn't even fully down before you were already climbing it to the fifth floor. Flight after flight, you never slowed. Reaching your widow you prayed that you left it unlocked.
It was, by some great force it was unlocked! Raising the window up you slipped into the room and onto the strategically placed bed. Slamming the window close you ripped out your homework and made your bed look as messy and used as possible. Papers were scattered along with textbooks. Hearing footsteps (stomps) coming down the hall you pulled your jacket and boots off quickly and grabbed any of the textbooks laying around and flipped to the middle of the book. Just as you had evened out your breathe to be normal, you nearly has a heart attack as your door was almost torn off its hinges. What entered in might as well been a thunder storm. The aforementioned blonde made her presence known as she pissedly glared at you. "You been studying?" Was the drunk slur that left her lips.
Looking up from the book you answered in an almost whisper, "Yes ma'am"
"Good" she spat,"Learn somethin' you piece a $h!+."
You chose to flinch, if not worse would be thrown at you. "Yes, ma'am"
"Pathetic..." A small silence filled the room as you kept your eyes downcast. A growl finally broke the one sided tension laced throughout the room. A physical shiver ran up your spine. It was your stomach. Your entire body froze over as you felt eyes bore into you. You looked up, at the women and dropped your book as you watched the perfectly still blonde. You began to inch backward on the bed.
"Was that you?" The blonde asked calmly. The calm before the storm. "N-no." you lied covering your stomach. Your back hit the wall.
No.
You were trapped.
Why? Why now? Why did your stomach decide now that you were hungry. Sure it'd been a few days since your last "meal" but you'd gone much longer without it before! What was wrong with your body! What was wrong with you! You looked back up at the calm women. She slowly began to advance. You gasped and curled further in on yourself. The closer she got the more you smelled the lingering smoke and alcohol.
No! She was drunk! That means the her job was going to be sloppy and that meant bruises would be put anywhere! Anywhere was bad because you wouldn't be a able to hide them from everyone, especially her when she was finally coherent again. She'd just be even more pissed! More anger meant harder beatings. If she landed one on your face, you'd be ruined!
Slowly she climbed partially onto the mattresses. Reaching out her hand toward you she whispered, "You just lied, come here."
Tears immediately broke past your eyes like a dam. You sobbed involuntarily and gasped out, "N-no no nonononono! Gah!" You shrieked as she grabbed a fist full of your h/c hair. "I SAID "come here"!"
You pressed yourself as far into the corner as physically possible, to no avail as she grabbed your wrists in one hand and hauled you off the bed. "No no, stop!" You fought, like hell you fought, but even in this drunken and enraged state she was stronger than you, always stronger than you.
She threw you on the floor, you attempted to run as always, but only got so far. So far being into the cramped hallway of your cheap apartment.
Fear, cold fear is what you felt as an icy hand gripped your shoulder. Breathing heavily you glanced over your shoulder. You saw a round flesh toned object being thrown at you. Pain flared on the right side of your face as the rest of your body followed the momentum of the punch into the wall behind you.
Pain bloomed on your shoulder blade and at the back of your head. You weren't quite seeing straight and colors were staring to blur together. Your stunned body slid to the floor in a heap. White socked feet approached you and you watched as they began to nail you in the stomach repeatedly.
Kick
Kick
Kick
*crack*
Stars were seen as something broke.
*wheeze*
Kick
Kick
*Gag*
Vomit was now puddled on the floor and your throat was on fire from the screaming you didn't notice you were doing and the acidy bile.
She rolled you over with her foot. You struggled to keep your head aloft. "You sick excuse for a human being, you're no better than those freaks on the news." She spat on you and with one more good placed kick, you were unconscious. Your head sploshed into your splatter of barf and then the world was black.
The last thing you registered was your subconscious screaming a question it already had an answer to: Why mum, why?
...because he didn't want you...
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