Nothing Like Us (Maylor)

Chapter One

Taylor Caniff's P.O.V

I bit my lip as I walked down the wet road, the rain drenched my hair, I squinted my eyes to try to get a clearer view of what was in front of me. The rain surrounded me; I walked faster shoving my hands into my jacket pocket. My father was going to kill me for being late, I was out after curfew once again, but I wouldn’t dare tell him where I was. I was out partying but he'll never know that because if he did I wouldn't be alive tomorrow morning and that was not a joke.

My house was now in eye sight, I hesitated, I didn’t want to get hit again, the bruises were just healing. My fairly shaggy hair rested against my eyelashes. I walked up the porch stairs and over to the front door. Before I could even set my hand on the door knob the door flew open, revealing my drunken father, great. I wish that I was invisible so he couldn't see me, I knew I was going to get it, it wasn't anything new I was used to being abused. My mother left when I was four so I didn't have anywhere else to go so of course I had to put up with this shit.

“Where have you been?” He growled and grabbed my arm when I tried to get past him. He didn’t hesitate to throw me down on the ground. I caught myself on the ground groaning in pain as a sharp pain shot through my arm and it gave out. “I asked you a fucking question son and I expect an answer” he yelled. I scurried back not putting pressure on my right wrist. I flinched when he came towards me “if I have to ask you again I swear” he threatened. “I’m sorry” I mumbled but that wasn’t good enough.

He grabbed onto the collar of my shirt and yanking me up, I winced when my arm hit my side, “stop” I begged but he didn’t care. His hand shot up and smacked me in the jaw. I tried to escape but it wasn’t working his strength out powered me, now more than ever because I couldn’t use my punching arm to get loose.

I struggled to get away when his hand smacked me again, I pushed him off of me, his body fell back as did mine. He went through the screen door and tumbled back onto his bottom. I grabbed onto the ramp with my one good arm and pulled myself up I hated this so much. I noticed that he wasn’t in the spot that he was previously in. I didn’t wait another second before darting out of the scene.

I ran down the street tears streamed down my face. I ran faster and faster away from the hous, my wrist hurt more and more by the minute. I stumbled over my own two feet and fell onto the hard cold ground. I didn't feel like I could move, it was like my whole body just stopped working. I laid on the ground, the water hit me burning the cuts on my wrists that were now busted back open. I cried in pain, I pushed myself up after a minute of laying there.

I was upset and in pain. I watched as the sun rested on the hills now knowing that it was sunrise meaning school was soon. I moved over to the sidewalk I was glad that it finally stopped raining, I began walking to the school building my arm still busted open and now that I looked at it it looked broke, there was a huge black and purple bruise around my wrist and it was swollen.

I arrived at the school, thank god that I had a change of clothes in my locker. I sighed pushing open the school doors walking in, mud trails followed behind me but I didn't care my main goal was to get to my locker and change out of my wet clothes. I reached my locker and put my combo in and opened the locker up.

I grabbed my new outfit and shut the locker turning around, I hit my arm on the locker and whinced in pain. I bit my lip feeling the sharp pain shoot through my wrist. I walked toward the boys restroom and pulled off the dirty clothes that I wore, I stood there in my boxers looking at myself through the mirror. I sighed at the person who stared back. I turned on the warm water and cuffed my hands washing my face off. When all the dirt was out of my hair and off my face I stood up straight again.

I grabbed my clothes with my left hand and attempted to get my pants on but failing. I landed on the ground and held my wrist due to I hit it once again. I heard a couple people talking out side of the restrooms so that was cue I needed to hurry up. I tried again and pulled them up buttoning my jeans with one hand which is difficult. I grabbed my shirt that laid on the ground and slid it on right before the door opened.

Matthew's P.O.V

I heard my mom yell my name and I groaned loudly, I didn't want to get up. We just moved here to Indiana and today was my first day at a new school, fun fun.

I threw the covers off of my body and stood up, I wore only my boxers which I slept in. My mother yelled my name again, I rolled my eyes "I'm up mom" I yelled back and walked to my bathroom, I walked over and started the shower. The steam rolled off from the top of the shower. I stepped out of my boxers and got in the shower. I bit my bottom lip when the hot water hit my cold body causing it to burn but I didn't move.

I grabbed my wash scrubby and put soap on it quickly washing my body and then let the scrubby fall to the floor of the shower. I stood under the running water and let the water do the job of getting the shampoo out. I finished up and shut off the water stepping out again. When I opened the shower curtain the cold air hit my blazing hot body causing goose bumps to appear.

I grabbed my towel and walked out of the bathroom wrapping the towel tightly around my waist. I looked up seeing my little brother Cole "what did I tell you about walking into my room without being invited in" I snapped he rolled his eyes and cleared his throat "get out" I ordered and he mocked me. Cole got up and walked out of the room leaving me alone in the room.

I got into my mom's car and buckled up, I sat my feet up on the dashboard looking at my new vans. My mother got in the car and buckled up she sat her coffee in the cup holder and looked at me "Matthew Lee Espinosa get your feet off my dash board" she ordered and I rolled my eyes obeying. I sat my feet back down in the floor board and looked back in the back seat to where Cole sat listening to his head phones and doing something on his phone like usual, he was always on it but I guess I couldn't say much about it.

My mom arrived at the school, I looked out the window taking out my earphones and shoving my phone in my pocket. I looked in the back seat once more and tapped on Cole's leg, he took his headphone out and looked at me "what?" he asked rudely I chuckled and rolled my eyes "have a good first day" I teased. I opened the door and got out I looked at the school, it was fairly big but it was smaller than my other school. I looked at my mom who was already half way to the school doors. I caught up with her and walked behind her. This women walked beyond fast good lord.

I noticed muddy shoe prints on the ground and made a disgusted face "that's gross" I said under my breath, my mom was talking to the principle and I was standing alone behind them just looking around at the inside of the school. I groaned as we started walking, she was explaining the rules of the school and god there was a lot. I nodded along, we walked passed the restrooms. I heard something fall and perked up I was curious.

"Matthew, if anyone messes with you don't be afraid to come to my office" she said with a simple sweet smile. Well one thing I do know is that this principle was ten times nicer than the one at my old school. I sighed and nodded, she turned back to my mother and they got to talking about me even though I was old enough to talk about everything by myself. I didn't say anything though. I hated how she did this, and I felt bad for Cole because she was going to be harder on him due to he was 14 and I was 16 so. I bit my lip as they had a small chit chat back and forth.

"I have to use the bathroom" I said once they stopped talking for a minute, the principle of the school nodded and pointed to the restroom. I walked towards the restroom and pushed the door open, I walked in and seen a boy standing there, something about him though. He had a huge bruise on his jawline, he had shaggy brown hair but it was damp so it looked like he had just got out of the shower. I gave a small smile but he just looked at me with an emotionless stare. I bit my lip and looked away.

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