"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 wake up to my annoying alarm, hitting it a million times before it shuts up. My eyes hurt from all the crying I've done, and my lack of sleep. My back also hurts, I fell asleep on the floor-too much pain to be able to move to my bed.
I'm scared to move, knowing it's going to hurt so badly. There really is no way I'll be able to go to school. Unless dad would be willing to give me a ride so I don't have to walk-I almost laugh at thinking there'd be a chance of that. Even then though, I just can't handle it.
Not physically nor mentally.
I know dad won't let me stay home though, so I'll have to skip. Somehow. But school will just call dad, to tell him I'm not in school and didn't have a parent call in as for why I'm not there. I'll have to call if I don't want him to receive a call, but there's no way. The thought of talking, out loud, to someone has me so scared right now.
I slowly sit up, my head pounding too now. It takes me what seems an eternity to even be able to stand without screaming in pain. I carefully walk to the bathroom, looking in the mirror and I look worse than ever.
I'm still wearing my clothes from yesterday. Tears stain my cheeks and ruined the foundation I had worn to cover my bruised jaw and cut cheek, but the cut seems to already be healed. My hair is so tangled. The bags under my eyes are darker than ever.
But worse of it all-I have a black eye now. There's no way I'll be able to cover it with makeup fully to where no one can see it.
I lift my shirt, revealing my stomach and rib cage. There's barely any spot left untouched from bruises now. I need a bandage wrap at least to wrap around my ribs.
I decide I'll walk to the store, somehow, to get one. I'm sure I won't have enough money to buy one though, I barely have two dollars if that. Then just go to the park to skip, not knowing where else to go. I don't even know how I'll manage to walk there, but I'll have to. I can't stay home to skip, dad would know.
I wash my face, putting on more foundation to cover my jaw and the cut. My eye is so swollen underneath, colors of black and purple covering my eyelid and underneath where my dark eye bags usually are. I try using the foundation to cover it up but it hurts so bad pressing the beauty blender against it that my eyes water. Even then, my eye is swollen. People will be able to tell no matter what.
Great, what excuse do I use for this? Oh I ran into the wall. No. I fell down the stairs. And hit your eye? Fuck, I don't know.
I give up on trying to cover it, not even caring anymore. It's clear that school doesn't care enough to ask about it. All I have to worry about is Divine, and Mrs. Scarlett. Possibly Adrian and his friends, I don't know yet.
