Everything at the moment was a complete haze. I don't remember even walking into Haselmann's classroom or anything but I suddenly found myself sitting at her desk, staring blankly at the computer. Nick's words repeating themselves in my head. Did your dad do that to you?How had he even known that? I don't even think I've said two words to the guy so there was no way I mentioned anything. Hell I didn't even speak to Ryleigh about it while in school.

Ryleigh.

No, she wouldn't have said anything, would she? Of course not. She's my best friend and she knows that this is supposed to be kept between us, no one can find out about what my dad does, it'll only make it worse. But then how had he known that? It couldn't have been just something that popped into his head, he had to have been told by someone. I had to find out if she told him and I needed to know now. I quickly searched through my bag using my my good arm and pulled out my phone to send her a text.

Did you tell Jonas about my dad?

I probably should have sent a 'hi' first but I was just too impatient and wanted to know the answer right away. My phone buzzed a minute later and I made a grab for it.

It kinda slipped out today when he called me. I'm so sorry.

So much for keeping secrets.

What the hell Rye? I just had him ask me if my dad was the cause of my arm.

I know she didn't mean to let it slip but I couldn't help but be mad. For all I know, that Jonas kid might end up ruining everything by speaking to someone about it and the last thing I need is to get my dad even more pissed at me.

OMG. Dani I'm so sorry. What did you tell him?

"I told him that my dad is abusive and was the cause of my sprained arm and all the other bruises I've ever had", I thought to myself sarcastically.

I told him that it was my fault and that I was doing a handstand on a skateboard.

I'm not going to tell him the truth, I don't even know the kid.

Look I'll probably talk to you later alright.

I sighed and placed my phone on the desk. This was the last thing I needed now, for someone to know the truth. I laid my head down against the desk and closed my eyes, trying my best to fall asleep.

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"Please Dani, come and meet me in lunch. I already told you I'm sorry and I'm sure he hasn't told anyone. Please, maybe you can talk to him or something." I hated to hear my best friend plead but I wasn't in the mood to hang out with her friends, especially since one of them knows. I highly doubt he even believed my story, he didn't look convinced when I said it.

"Ryleigh I already said that it was fine, you didn't mean to spill it but I just really don't wanna deal with any of them now." I ran a hand through my hair and then ended up hitting it against the edge of the desk when I put my arm back down. "Oww."

"Did you hit your arm again?"

"Yes."

"You see, if you come out here to lunch you would probably be less prone to hit your arm." Hah, as if that could actually happen. I was extremely accident-prone, but knowing that she wouldn't stop making excuses for me to go, I gave in.

"Fine I'll go." I sighed, "But I'm not making any promises on actually talking to any of them." I hung up the phone, told Mrs. H that I would be back soon and made my way out of the M-Building towards the courtyard.

I walked towards Ryleigh's usual lunch spot and immediately saw her with her boyfriend Zac and the curly-haired Jonas. No one else seemed to be there and I was actually hoping that no one else would show up. I wasn't too good with crowds and already having Zac and fo'bro there was enough. My pace slowed as I got closer and closer to her. At first she hadn't noticed and that was mostly because she was too busy kissing Zac. Unfortunately for me, that meant that Jonas was the first to see me. He looked concerned as soon as he saw me and that only proved my assumption of him not believing my bogus story.

"Hey." he smiled sweetly.

I merely nodded my head a bit and looked away. "Oh hey Dani, glad you could come." Ryleigh managed to say as she broke away from Zac. Looking around the table, I grimaced when I noticed that the only seat available was the one beside the curly-haired kid. I know Ryleigh had mentioned his name but I didn't really pay attention since he wasn't important to me. I walked toward the seat and he looked as though he was happy that I had to sit next to him. I bet he was going to say something about earlier. I sat down, looking away from him. I stared absentmindedly at the sky and began fidgeting with my hands.

"How's your arm?"

"It's ok." I shrugged. I had actually liked him before, he was the only one who wouldn't try to make conversation with me. But here he was now, trying to talk to me. So much for him being my favorite of the group. My phone began to vibrate so I took it out of my pocket and looked at the screen.

Dad

Oh god. What could he want, he couldn't still be mad could he? It's only been a day, well barely so there was a possibility that he was still pissed off and if I know my dad, he's still mad. As much as I can't stand my dad when he's like that, I have no one else. I can't live with my mother because I don't even know where the hell she is and I don't have any siblings so I'm stuck with my dad. I just have to get through it, just two more years and I'm free from him and his beatings. I can handle to more years right?

I sighed. There was no way I could make it that long. All I could do was pray that his beatings wouldn't get that bad.

Jonas must have seen the name on my phone or something because I felt his hand on my shoulder and his hot breath close to my ear. "You don't have to answer it." I was more shocked to have him so close to me than at what he said. I was actually afraid at that moment. It was stupid but the only person that was ever that close to me was my dad and that was only when he was hurting me.

I moved away from him quickly and shook my head, "Yes I do." I got up and walked away from the table, ignoring Ryleigh's questioning look and made my way towards a secluded area of the courtyard. I'll admit, I was a bit afraid to answer but I did anyways.

"Hello?"

"You better come home today, you heard me." his voice was low and harsh. "And don't think I forgot about what you said to me you little whore." and that was all he said before he hung up. There weren't many words said yet they were enough to make my eyes well up with tears. I was grateful that no one could see me from where I was, I just wanted to be alone. I slid down against the wall and hugged my knees close to me. Placing my forehead against my knees, I let my tears fall freely. No one could see me anyways right?

"Are you ok, Dani?" Wrong! God, can't this kid just leave me the hell alone.

"Go away." I muttered, trying my best to stop my tears. I didn't need to deal with him now. Apparently he didn't get the whole concept of going away because I felt him sit down next to me. I looked up at him and gave him a cold glare which he didn't even seem fazed by.

"What part of 'go away' don't you understand?" At this point, I didn't care how harsh I was being, I just wanted to be left alone. It was bad enough that I had to go back home today, who knew what my dad would do to me once he got there.

"I'm not going away because something is bothering you." his voice was calm.

"Nothing is wrong now can you just leave me the hell alone!"

"Why can't you just tell me what's wrong."

"I don't even know you, so what makes you think I'm just going to open up to you?"

"I wanna get to know you and I wanna help you but if you don't tell me what's wrong then I can't do anything." No matter how much I yelled, his voice always stayed calm and he always kept eye contact with me. I absolutely hated it.

"Just leave me alone! Nothing is wrong so mind your own damn business!!" I abruptly got up from the ground and ran. I kept running until I was back inside Haselmann's class and behind her desk. Why couldn't he just drop it, why did he have to try and be the good guy? I don't need anyone's help. I need to deal with this myself and that's it. I just don't know how to deal with it yet. All I knew is that as soon as I got behind the doors of my house, I would get what my father thinks I deserve.