Ch. 2

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I walked into my room. Wait a second, my room? I'm at Dad's house. Why am I here? I'm supposed to be with Alex. I looked around and saw my mirror. I walked up to it and smiled. My face wasn't bruised at all. It seemed like nothing ever happened. Then I turned around and pulled my shirt up, trying to see if there were scars. Once again, I smiled. There wasn't even one scar on my back. Did all of this really happen or was this all a dream? I heard my door open and Dad walked in.

"Hi Kacy," He smiled and sat on my bed.

I put my shirt down and sat beside him, "Hi Dad!" I hugged him.

He patted my head and then he hugged me back, "Kacy, I have some bad news…"

I looked up at him, "What? What's wrong?"

He looked down at me and pushed me away. "I don't love you."

I was now lying on the floor, in fear. I remember… This was the very first day. The first day he began to beat me. The very first day bruises formed all over my body. The very first day my life changed.

"Kay! Kay!" It was Alex's voice. Alex, where are you? I felt my body shaking. "Kay! Kay!"

I woke up, shivering and panting out of breath.

"Hey, are you alright?" Alex questioned as she sat beside me.

I nodded and hugged her tightly, thanking her for waking me up from a past nightmare. She stroked my hair and smiled down at me as I looked at her.

"Come on, get changed, we have to go to school early."

I nodded and began to walk to my opened suitcase but then I turned to her and pointed to my back. Alex was supposed to bandage my back in the morning and remove them at night since my skin had to breathe.

"I know," She responded. "I have the kit right here." She took the first aid kit that was on the floor and placed it on her lap.

I walked towards her and turned my back to her. I knew that she didn't enjoy bandaging my back. Who would? My back was filled with scars. Scars that our Dad had given me. But most of all, they were also scars that Alex couldn't fix. That's what hurt her the most. I knew that she wished that she could've prevented this, but to be honest, she couldn't. By the time Dad had started to give me scars, I was already mute. My own friends couldn't even help me because I wouldn't talk.

Alex lifted up the back of my shirt and traced my scars with her finger. I squinted in pain as she did so. My scars still hurt, even though it's been three nights ever since they formed. I guess she realized that I was still in pain because she stopped and began to apply the bandages on me.

"There, all done," She said as she put down my shirt.

I turned to her and smiled. She smiled back but I could tell that her smile wasn't a happy smile. Then I turned away and headed to my suitcase, grabbing a bra, undies, socks, a pair of jeans and a shirt that says, 'Pinch My Cheeks and DIE!' I then went into the bathroom.

Quickly, I changed, trying to be as careful as I could so my bandages wouldn't come off. When I was finally done, I looked at the mirror. The bruise that covered the right side of my face had shrunk down to just cover my cheek. Well, at least they won't pinch both of my cheeks when they see me. Then, I realized that the small scars that were on my face were now completely gone. That's a relief. I then looked down at the sink and began to brush my teeth. When I was done, I rinsed my mouth, turned the sink off and dried myself with a nearby towel. I looked at mirror, once more, checking my teeth and then nodded. Then, I went out of the bathroom and back into Alex's room.

"Come on, hurry up." Alex was already changed and her backpack was on her shoulder.

I nodded and put on my black converse shoes and took my black backpack out of my suitcase, which already had school supplies in it. As soon as I placed my backpack on my shoulder, Alex took my hand and dragged me out of the apartment. Not wanting to make her mad, I didn't even bother making her stop so I could eat breakfast. I wonder why she is in that much of a rush? I mean, if we got there late, that means that she would have to miss part of her first class. Wouldn't that make her happy? I thought she hated school. Unless she has a crush… A crush! Wait…Maybe she has a boyfriend? Damn, if only I could ask. If only I could talk again. I looked down.

"Kay, what's wrong?" Alex noticed.

I looked up to her and shook my head.

"Scared to go to Degrassi?"

I shook my head.

"No? Then why the long face?"

I blankly stared at her. How am I supposed to answer that? She knows that I can't answer questions like that. I rolled my eyes and just shrugged.

Alex sighed and put her hands in her pockets, "You have to start talking. You do know that, right? Dad is going to prison for what he did to you so you don't have to worry anymore."

That's easy for you to say, Alex. You didn't go through any of this. Dad supposedly preferred me out of us two and yet, look at what he did to me. I was supposed to be his favorite and look. You don't have scars. You don't have bruises. You don't have any form of pain at all. But look at me! I have scars. I have bruises. I have had these for two whole months, two months of pure pain.

She took my hand.

I looked up at her.

"I'm sorry, did I say something?"

She noticed? She realized that her words upset me? So this is how it's like to have a sister by your side. She knows when I'm angry. She knows when I'm hurt. She knows everything. I don't have to speak for Alex to understand me because she knows when something is wrong.

I smiled and shook my head.

She released my hand and patted my head, "You're so confusing sometimes."

I nodded and then found myself walking up the steps of Degrassi. I turned to her and blinked.

"Ready?" She asked.

I smiled and hugged her.

"Alright, lets go." She opened the door as I released her and before I knew it, I was sitting in the principal's office with Alex sitting beside me.

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"Kacy Nuñez?" The blonde haired principal asked as she typed my name on her computer.

I nodded.

As the computer searched for my records, the principal turned to me, "You can call me Mrs. H. It's nice to meet you." She offered her hand.

At first, I just stared at her hand but then I took it and shook it.

She smiled. "So Kacy, I welcome you to Degrassi. Would you like to shadow your sister today or would you like to actually start school today?"

I shrugged.

"Okay," Mrs. H nodded and then looked at the computer screen. Her eyes widened. "Alex, you do know that your sister is gifted, correct?"

Alex nodded.

"She has enough credits to graduate this year, with you." She turned to my sister.

"Are you serious? Kay, why didn't you tell me?" She looked at me.

I turned away. I can't you idiot.

"Oh, that's right…" Alex turned to Mrs. H.

"Is there something wrong?" Mrs. H asked.

I looked at the principal. You haven't noticed, have you?

"No, she's mute, that's all." Alex answered for me.

"Oh, I see." Mrs. H looked at me and I looked away. "It seems as though she has been taking online courses as well, making her get more credits. Even in the summer she has been taking these types of classes. She even has three scholarships already. Alex, to be honest, I think that she should just take your classes, is that alright?"

I felt Alex's eyes on me and then I heard her voice, "Yeah, it's fine."

I turned to her, a bit confused. So does this mean that I'm graduating with her too? I mean, me graduating at age twelve? I don't think I'm ready for college just yet.

"So she is graduating this year too?" Alex had read my mind.

"Most likely," Mrs. H replied as the printer printed out, what seemed to be, my schedule.

I glared at Mrs. H.

"What's wrong? You don't want to graduate this year?"

I shrugged.

Mrs. H sighed. "Well, when you make up your mind, tell me. Go get your schedule from the printer."

I nodded and stood up, now walking to the printer. I grabbed it and looked at my classes. Didn't I already take these courses? I just shrugged and sat down again.

"Alex, I want you to take your sister to the Guidance Counselor, if that's alright." Mrs. H looked at me as though she wanted me to answer.

"If it's about her mute problem, don't worry about it. She'll start talking." Alex answered.

"Well, it's not only that, but I'm talking about the reason she became mute." Mrs. H placed a hand on her own cheek.

I stood up and walked out of the office, closing the door behind me. Even though the door was closed, I still heard the talking from inside.

"She doesn't exactly want to talk about that right now. If I bring it up, she gets mad. So don't worry, she'll get through it." Alex's voice said.

Get through it? It isn't that simple! I walked away to my first class, where I knew Alex was going to meet me.

And so this concludes the end of the second chapter. The next one should be coming soon so do not worry. Reviews are nice! Thanks for reading!