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Chapter 10-The next week
So after the sleepover, that pushed some of my limits, I went home. Worst idea since I came back. I had to deal with my parents calling me a slut and a whore for sleeping with everyone. I didn't say a word or try to stop them. I had learned back then that if I just let them do whatever to me then they'd grow tired of me quicker so that I could go cry in my solitude. I also expected and allowed the slaps and pushing they both did. It was normal for me to be beaten like this. I'd had worse before anyways.
When they were done I went up to my room and cried before assessing the damage in the bathroom mirror. I had bruising on my arms and face again but I had that good movie makeup that would cover everything up. The rest of the weekend I stayed in my room and didn't leave. The maids brought me my food and I had my bathroom in my room. Thank god for that. As usual my parents didn't care or notice rather.
Once I went back to school I was a bit touchy around people. If they got to close to me or reached to grab me I yelled at them. The guys, mostly Tamaki had asked what was wrong with me and I just told them I hadn't gotten much sleep. they seemed to buy it, except Kyoya of course. I didn't want anyone to rub off some of the make up and see the marks. That would mean lieing and if Kyoya found it, I'd have no choice but to tell him the truth. I'm pretty sure he already new but he wasn't saying anything. At this point, him being the only person he knew of anything I was just waiting for the cops to be at my door.
I liked him for sure but I still didn't like him knowing my darkest secret. And I found Tamaki acting much more protective over me now. It was odd to say the least. He was blushing like an idiot but he was still doing it. I was wondering why and figured since he knew I was in a bad mood he wouldn't let anyone mess with his little souer. I found it a bit cute...until I realized that would mean I found him cute and then I'd be liking him which I didn't.
Kyoya helped me with my work none the less though. He was being nice to me and I knew he was up to something. Although I did appreciate him taking time away from the club to help study with me or do math with me. I really liked it, but I knew he was thinking about something. It was almost complicated for me. to like somebody but hate that they knew your secret and could tell anyone at any time and you wouldn't know. It was unnerving behind belief.
Anyways that's pretty much how the week went. everyone looked at me funny too. Probably cause I'd bitch at them if they didn't just stay away from me. I didn't mind the looks though. I was with my friends and that's all that mattered. Little did I know that my world was going to be going to hell soon. VERY soon.
Sorry this is really short, it's leading up to things that will take me a couple days to write so bare with me people! Review please!