in which the broken girl uses skating as a coping mechanism and finds 'her people' while doing it
fuckshit x female oc
trigger warning ⚠️ this book includes many heavy topics including alcohol, drugs, self harm, sexual references, suicide, physic...
as i opened my eyes i was instantly hit with a headache - dad must've hit a bit harder than i thought huh? i groaned in pain and literally fell off my bed, resulting in more aching. i stretched up and looked at the shitty clock in my bedside table. the date says it's been 2 days since i went to bed. "two days holy fuck; this motherfucker really beat his daughter into a two day coma... cunt" i said quietly to myself.
i slowly stood up, standing in front of my mirror assessing my bruises and the dried blood on my forehead. 'damn the boys are gon be real sus i've been gone for two days and then come back looking like a fucking train wreck' i thought to myself with a laugh.
*no ones pov*
willow couldn't do much to cover up her marks cause there wasn't enough concealer in the world to be honest. the slipped on her same pair of worn out jeans and a random white top off the floor, chucked her beanie on and walked to the bathroom to brush her teeth and look a bit less, well... abused.
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after cleaning up, willow picked up her board and climbed out of her dirty bedroom window like she did every day that whole summer to see her favourite people in the whole world.
skating down the street from willows to motors wasn't very long but the wing blowing in the teens hair and the endorphins being released into her brain made the ride feel like the most beautiful eternity.
as the bell rung, willow strutted in holding her board and yelled "yo i'm back from the dead motherfuckers!" with a laugh and a huge smile. all the boys' head shot up with a mixture of concern and happiness. fuckshit was sitting behind the counter helping a customer before he jumped up in a millisecond and sprinted across motorz to tackle willow in a hug.
"yo star what the actual fuck i thought you were dead... oh my gosh" fuckshit mumbled into her shoulder, loud enough for everyone to hear. "yeah star for real i thought something bad happened, you good" ray said with both concerns and compassion. "yeah nah i'm aight my dad just had too much to drink - nothing special" willow said casually as she plopped onto the couch and and then instantly regretted it, not wanting to draw attention to her situation any more than it needed. ruben sent her a sad look knowing just how she feels.
authors note: heyyy so i took a lil break cos i thought no one was reading my book but i'm just gonna continue cos school holidays just started so imma be bored as hell. this is the iconic would you rather scene and i will be continuing it next chapter i just didn't wanna make it too long.
