Yeah it's short but seriously school is just taking the mick now, it's like 'yeah I know you have a personal life but let's give you lots of homework so you won't be able to do anything else with your life so in the future you can work your ass off!', no.
Dougie: I know, school sucked!
Me: I'm jealous of you, you left school like when you were 15, I've gotta stay until I have leave -_-
Dougie: Burned...
Summer.
It was horrible to see my father with hate and disgust in his eyes, it was the same look he has always had in his eyes 6 years ago, and I looked back at him, not afraid of him only afraid of what he was going to do. I watch as he picked up a vase and tossed it in his hands.
"I've been watching you closely these past weeks Summer" He said calmly, but I could sense the angry inside of him.
"Well, what've you learnt from that then?" I asked him and he looked me, with those dark eyes.
"A lot of things, you took everything away from me Summer" He breathed, the angry visible. Then he threw the vase we grazed my leg. I held it in pain without realising my dad was a footstep away. He grabbed my wrist, and threw me on the ground "You took everything away from me Summer, everything" He kicked me, harder than he ever has. I closed my eyes in pain and let out a scream and I heard a faint kick at the door.
"You deserved it" I shouted back, this was one of the first times I had fought back and if I did it wouldn't end well. He kicked me harder, straight in the stomach my bruise that had faded through the years had triggered and was stinging. I screamed and my dad slapped me. I heard footsteps, probably Charlie and I thought about what she was thinking and what would happen if I never made it out alive, have they ready my letter yet? Tears poured down my face and collided with the floor.
"I've been waiting for this moment for years" He shouted and he raised a long sharp knife into my view.
"No, please don't kill me!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, but there was no escape. Then the footsteps got louder and I realised they were coming from the stairs. My dad wheeled around, the knife spilling from his gasp and landing straight in my arm.
"Well, well if it isn't the friends of the enemy" I heard my dad say as I held my arm in pain.
I could see Dougie but he was staring at my father, anger in his eyes. I let out a moan of pain and everyone's eyes turned to me.
"Summer" I heart Dougie scream and then I blacked out.
It's all right, just wait and see,
Your string of lights is still bright to me
Oh, who you are is not where you've been.
You're still an innocent,
You're still an innocent.
Lost your balance on a tightrope,
It's never too late to get it back.