"My dad beats me."
The shocked faces of my friends scared me for a second. Then they started to talk at the same time.
"Your dad beats you?!"
"How come you never told us!?"
"Why?!"
"I'm ganna kill the bastard!"
The last one was Sophie. She's always been unnaturally protective of me for some reason. "Shut up and let me fucking explain." They sat there quiet as I started to tell them what happened. I took a deep breath then started.
"When we were living back in Wisconsin my mother had been alive and well. When I turned 14 she was sick with cancer. They gave her six months to live but, she held on. She died a year and six months later. By that time she had forgotten who me and my dad were, she had lost all her memories and it tore me apart knowing she was in a hospital bed dying while I was fighting to become an MMA fighter. I felt guilty that I couldn't be there everyday but I had to train. I was there when she.." I stopped unable to say the words I blinked back tears it had been a couple months I needed to get over this. "I was there when she died. I had convinced David my father to go home and shower that day. He came rushing back when I called he had blamed me for her passing. Said I hadn't tried hard enough." A burst of anger went through me making me clench my hands. "The bastard beat me when we went home the next day. We stayed there till after the funeral then he decided to move us. We came here and that's when it really started. I refuse to let him ruin my life he goes out drinking and comes back and pounds his fist into me. He kicks and punches, tears out my hair. I hate the bastard but, if I run or tell he'll kill me and I believe him on that. There was one night where he almost killed me over spilt milk. I want to kill him so bad. Its scary how much I wouldn't even regret doing it." I lift up my sleeves and show them the dark purple bruises. "This is what he does to me it's worse on my stomach and its everywhere." Sophie has tears in her eyes and so does the rest of my friends. Sophie pulls me into a hug and this time I hug her back as the rest of the girls join in.
We sit there a little longer before getting up. "Wipe your tears guys you look like you just watched the notebook or something." I said as I pull the sleeves of my shirt down and walk down the steps of the bleachers. They all laugh nervously and follow me wiping their eyes as they go. I look at my watch and curse. "What?" Peyton asks she's blonde and blue eyed and several inches taller then my 5'1 frame.
"Its past 7:30 first hour has started. Let's get going."
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