Chapter 2

Title: Torn

By: Kim Johnston

Chapter 2:

Tabathia Smith, a blue eyed blond haired girl with slightly tanned skin and the ability to create bombs. She can control the time and size of damage of each bomb. She yawned getting up off the mess of blankets in the floor of the living room and looking around. Her father had already gone, he wasn't asleep on the sofa.

Their place was small and bare. She slept in a mess of blankets while her father sleep on the sofa, which was warn out and not much better. The room was the only hot room in the house and they had no working electric or water. The food was all take out and the place was a mess. They had once lived in a fully dressed house with lots of pretty things. But then her mother died and her father started gambling all the money away... And here they were. Broke. he had her steal for the money they did get... A few ATM machines, things like that.

She dressed in a hurry incase he came back and looked around the 'kitchen' for a candy bar or something that wasn't ruined because they had no fridge, to eat for breakfast. She found a half empty soda with tanish lipstick and shrugged knowing it was hers. She drank some of it and then chewed on a half eaten 25cent granola bar.

She listened and heard her father whistling 'you are my sunshine' as he came up the steps. She gulped and hurried up and into the bathroom, which stunk horribly but was the only room with a lock on it. She held her breath and brushed her hair out in a hurry before opening the window and sticking her head out so she could breath. She looked behind her and since her dad wasn't banging on the door, she climbed out onto the edge and sat down looking around. She turned in the direction of the other buildings rent payers living room and looked at the grandfather clock she had 20 minutes before the bus came. Just great.

"TABATHIA!" Her father yelled and she took one last great breath before climbing back in and opening the door.

"Yes Daddy?" She asked in a polite and quiet voice.

"Hey, making sure you were ok." He said with a smile.

"Fine." She said with a slightly scared smile.

"When's the bus come again?"

"Uh... In a few minutes. I'm getting ready right now." Tabathia lied knowing she still had a good 15 minutes to wait.

"Oh. I want you to work those little hands and get us some big cash tonight, got it?"

"Uh.. I just got you 500 last night Daddy. I'm sure securities up..." She bit her lip at his scolding face and his growls.

Her father pulled her to him and twisted her arms behind her back. "What was that?"

Tabathia yelped in pain and nodded. He threw her to the ground. "Good girl. Now go catch the bus." She hurried to get up and ran out the door.

-School-

Tabathia bit her lip as she walked head hung into the school. Her wrists were bruised and she wasn't feeling the greatest. The school was a crummy one and she hated it. She wasn't popular but that wasn't the part that killed her. Since day one when she pissed the popular girls off they started rumors about her. Now she was known as a whore and all the guys made comments to her asking her to do things, offering to pay. She glared at a jock that was making his way over to her.

"Hey, I hear I can get a BJ for-" He feel over as the bomb exploded under the back of his foot. It was just enough to cause the back to fall off and burn him a little. She stepped over him continuing on her way to class.

All day her mind was else where and she ignored the glares from cheerleaders, wannabes and the jocks. She sat by her few 'friends' and listened to them chat about school or wanting to go to the upcoming dance, which was 3 months away, With this guy or that guy. She shook her head as the teacher called on her to answer a question saying she didn't know.

Finally the day ended and she headed out the doors. "What the hell did you do earlier? Jack saw you throw that!" The jock from earlier said roughly throwing her against the side of the building.

"What? Like I can make bombs?" Tabathia asked with a smile.

"... yeah." The jock grinned.

"What? Can I go know?"

"Not until you pay the fee."

"What fee?" Tabathia asked watching as a few jocks got closer to her.

"This one." He whispered in her ear and she felt something hit her stomach, that wasn't a finger. Her eyes widened and she tried to get away. All exits were blocked and she couldn't take them out, they were 5 times her size and at least 10 of them.

"GET OFF ME!" Tabathia yelled frantic to get away. She went to knee him but he stepped on her feet and she yelped out, he trusted his lips on hers and his tongue in her mouth she bit down hard and he pulled back cursing her and making sure he wasn't bleeding. The guys went to grab her but she hurried under the bleeding guys legs and kicked them off of her foot. She threw herself to her feet and ran for the apartment, forgetting about the money.

Tabathia laid against the closed door and covered her face, now near tears and panting. She didn't notice her father walk over and kneel down until he slung her hands away. "What the hell's wrong with you! Where's my money?"

"Daddy!" She yield and threw herself around him. She cried and he blinked for the minute being fatherly.

"What happened?" He asked now wondering about the cops.

"These boys At school tried to... to rape me!" She yelled and cried harder. "I was so scarred.. I forgot your money..." She said and his grip on her shoulders tightened. He pulled her to face him. her mascara was running and her face was streaked with tears. "Daddy.. I was scarred... They.. they had me pinned against the building..." She said franticly.

"Tabathia. You. Will. Get. Me. That. Money. Now. Or you'll be paying my bill." He says looking her up and down. Tabthia's face went in shock and numbly she got up whipping her eyes and walked out the door.

She got half way to the machine when they jumped her and raped her. She got up after a few minutes, once they left, and got dressed. She blew the machine and got her fathers money before heading back to the apartment.

A/N: Ok, so It may not be the best chapter ever and Tabathia isn't acting much like herself as of now, but you gotta remember this is 1. a AU. 2. she was acting depressed once her father was back remember? And 3. It's my story. Love you all ! BYEBYE