The day Has gone much slower Than usual and I Haven't even made it to my car yet.

. I won't let them get me this time. I don't think my body can take much more pain.

Dark rings below my eyes , a paleness to my face that almost makes me look porcelain and a dark blue colour around my eye that had been carefully covered with makeup is what I see as I peer into the rounded mirror on my wall.

I sigh and gather my All Star backpack from the floor, and walk out of the bathroom.

I look around to see if there is anyone that is a threat to me.

There is no one so i quickly walk to the school opening and head towards the car park. Just as i am about to reach my red trucks handle, i hear my name yelled the voice sounds familiar and i try to fumble with my keys from my pocket as quickly as possible.

"Hey slut, I'm talking to you, don't be a rude bitch turn aroundand listen to what i have to say." the familiar voice was Lauren.

Lauren has become one of my tormentors of late, she has no feelings of guilt when she hurts me and takes a great deal of happiness in watching me be beat around by all of her "friends."

They aren't really her friends they are just too scared shitless to do anything about it. The deal is she tells them what to do; they do it no questions asked.

I tell myself that one day she'll just stop, she'll turn around and walk up to me and say sorry and hug me, of course I'm kidding myself i know that it's never going to happen, but it is nice to Dream of a better world isn't it?

Dreams are all i have at the moment, Dreams. Dreams are what make me want to keep fighting, living, because at least my dreams are something that are mine and only mine. I can make them up for myself. I want my old life back. Words can simply not describe how much I desire for things to be better.

Yet This one thing, the only thing I want is so unreachable. It almost feels as if my old life is just a hoax, a dream.. Something I've made up to escape my awful life.

I feel a hand on my shoulder, Lauren.

I turn around and without even having the chance to blink my eye is caught with Lauren's fist.

Tumbling back hitting my car i reach up and touch my hand to my eye wincing, Ouch!.

Collapsing to the ground out of dizziness as I hold my legs in a protective position taking Lauren's torment.

I feel numerous kicks and punches from different people, and just lay on the floor lifeless. It is times like these where it would be so easy to take a bottle of pills, a bottle of vodka and just drift away.

"Lauren, please just stop, please, I didn't do anyth-" she cut me off by punching me in the face.

I start to see black spots clouding my vision and i know that i will be out in a few seconds.

It only takes one more punch and I'm gone. I fade into the darkness and forget about the pain.

When i awake it is dark and the clouds are grey. I'm still in the parking lot on the floor.

My body has been forced onto the gravel on the floor, leaving indents all along my arm.

I try to stand but i can't seem to find the strength to move. I'm almost too scared to move because i don't know the extent of my latest damage, and i don't really want to find out.

I close my eyes for a second and feel a rain drop on my nose and then another and another.

This is probably the best time to move, and yet i still can't stand. I sit up and lean against my truck and let my tears and the rain cascade down my face.

Was this how it was always going to be?

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