"I see through those silent lies of yours, Liv."
𝐎𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐚 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫, the girl who's known to be mute in school. No one knows why though, and she doesn't want anyone to know either. Only her best friend and this certain boy want to know why. S...
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I sigh as my alarm for school goes off, I've been staring at the ceiling for half an hour waiting for it. I fell asleep early, as I do a lot lately, so I woke up early as I also do a lot lately. I hiss in pain as I sit up, go to my closet to get clothes, then go to the bathroom.
I had two and half-ish days to heal the best I could, though I didn't much. Some more bruises were just added during the weekend. I look in the mirror and shake my head, seeing how much of a mess I look.
I take a quick shower, get out, dry my hair and body off the best I can, then wrap the towel around my body as I brush my hair and teeth. It's so confusing when I look in the mirror, seeing this girl look back that is somehow me.
The girl is unrecognizable but again, somehow me. I'm not what I used to look like, at all. My skin is so pale now. I used to have very rosy cheeks people would mistake as blush all the time, but I've lost practically all the color in me. My hair is so brittle now too, falling out all the time probably due to how little I eat, but not to the point I'm bald or something. I have so many scars now, when the only one I used to have is from when I fell off my bike when I was little. I'm so underweight too now, thanks dad.
Sometimes I look disgusting to myself, well most of the time actually, but I ignore it. I have more problems than worrying about what I look like now. Though the self conscious thoughts don't just go away because of the other issues in my life.
It hurts when I put some clothes on, just like it did when I was taking them off, but I manage. I grab out my makeup to cover the bruise on my jaw, wincing as I cover it. Thankfully no new bruises that were added are where anyone can see them.
Despite how much I want to stay home again, I know dad will really hurt me again. Those two, three days off went by too quick but not quick enough. Going to school won't help healing at all but it will get me away from dad a bit.
I go down to the kitchen, risking it all to grab a banana and apple to eat again. I've barely eaten in days now, I need something, I just hope on everything dad won't notice. He keeps the food stocked in the house, but barely lets me eat, he enjoys torturing me so much.
I grab my bag and phone, then head off to school. The walk is miserable, but I make it, out of breath though.
Divine texts as I walk in asking if I'll be here today, I text back saying I will be as the bell rings so I head to class quickly.
As soon as I lay my head down in math, I fall asleep as though I didn't sleep for nine hours last night, that walk exhausted me. Thankfully the teacher, or anyone in that matter, didn't wake me up at all until the end.
"You need to start paying attention in class, Ms. Carter." I cringe hearing my last name.
She hands me the homework that's due tomorrow, and I smile as a way to say sorry even though I'm really not.
