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Chapter 1
9th grade.... Help...?
Taylor Stirling's (T) POV
I rub at my cheeks, determined to stop the tears spilling out of my hazel eyes. I'm sitting in the bathroom stall, tears spilling down my cheeks no matter how hard I try to stop them. I know that I shouldn't listen to what all those kids whisper about me, to all the awkward stares in the halls, and even the comments people spit into my face. I shouldn't listen, and I shouldn't care. But, what can I say, hearing all the dumb remarks day after day from everyone in the entire galaxy -ok maybe I'm exaggerating a little bit- in the entire school, tends to tare someone's self-esteem let alone there happiness away bit by bit.
I heard the bell ring, signaling that yet another period of this hellhole has passed. Fourth period just ended, that means I, and the entire student body of Harth Weadlerstine High School, have lunch, shit. I just, did not only, miss an entire period of class -biology- but I ended up missing my escape from the bathroom and to the library. WHICH IS VERY VERY IMPORTANT!
One must understand that this is where all the popular kids come during lunch -and when I say all, I mean all-. We have got our Jocks, our popular guy rockers -not the alternative punks or whatever one calls them- we have the sluts/whores/thots -you get the point on the people I mean right?- the cheerleaders -usually known as sluts also- our rich kids, and even the "plastics" "Barbie's" "School royalty" -WHATEVER IN THE HELL YOU WISH TO CALL THEM!-. That is why one can never stay in the girl's bathroom during lunch, not unless one wishes to be beaten up and laughed at -made that mistake once-.
It's not even like I can hide, nope the pops -as I refer to them- check each bathroom stall, hungry for their next victim. Even if I do manage to escape without being noticed, I am going to get into big trouble for being in the halls without a pass, something those lucky bloodsucking pops have an unlimited access to. IS SOMEONE TRYING TO PLOT AGAINST ME?! Stupid question, the answer is right here, -literally- written on the stall door. 'We will get you Taylor (FREAK)".
Sniffling, I get up, off the floor, and decide to make a run for it... and maybe, just maybe, fate will give me leniency this one.
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I trudge home after this day of horrors, head hanging low as I remember all the words and insults I have heard today. You may have guess but my crying fit was caused by my social anxiety, which was caused by the bullying, so as you most likely have noticed, I get anxiety around others, especially when they give me attention -negative that is-.
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All this really started when Kai - my big brother, well, Ex-big brother- decided I wasn't even worth staying for. All my life -till 1st grade, the night after Christmas- Kai had protected me from abuse and well, anything that could potentially hurt me. What my little mind couldn't grasp is that by doing so, he was getting more then his fair share -even if it wasn't fair- of the pain. I guess he had truly given up, because that night was the last time I saw him. After Kai yelled at -never mind who- for calling me a bastard child, Kai told me to go upstairs. Of course the stupid little me went upstairs. I curled up into a little ball under my bed, and sobbed as I heard more yelling, then I started to hear the crashing and well, they where in a fight -physically not with just words-. All of a sudden it went silent. I heard foot stomping, and someone running into my room... locking the door shut. I didn't dare to see who it was.
I remember Kai's voice, "Taylor... are y-ou in h-e-here?" It held true pain, yet somehow it made me feel so calm. I peeked and when I saw him, my heart nearly stopped -as it did every time I saw him beaten up-. I ran into his warm embrace and kissed his cheeks - I kissed hem a bunch-.
"T... I ha-ave to g-g-go, I'll see you one d- soon" his voice hoarse. I didn't understand what he meant. I wish I would have stopped him. I like to believe that had I known what Kai was going to do I would have stopped him. Yet, I can't. Well let's just say that the rumors started flooding in through my little school. It started with the older kids teasing me and soon the younger ones joined in. The rest is history.
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I stepped onto my porch, a shabby old thing. The paint chipping and wood sagging in any places. This was the work of many years of negligence. My mom passed away at my birth, so I lived with my father.
"YOU!" he shouted at me as soon as I stepped into the house "BASTARD! THINK YOU CAN FOOOOOOL ME?! DECIDED TO BE A THIEF AND STEAL $10 FROM ME?!"
"...no father...." I whispered, scared half to death.
"WHAT THE **** IS WRONG ITH YOU?!!!!!" He shouted pulling me further into the house by my hair. I knew better then to fight back or cry when he gets like this -only makes it worse-.
I felt his knee-cap slam into my gut, i grunted with the effort to not cry. I gasped for air as he threw me against the wall with all his might. Hitting the back of my head on the corner of the bookshelf, evrything started to go dark. I felt more and more pain ignite in my body. Hearing his cursing breath in the distance. After a moment it all faded away and I was left to the dark....
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I woke up, tears springing to life in my eyes, I shift to my side and cry out in pain -that bastard must have broken something! -
"I see your awake bastard..." He said with a chuckle. My body tensed with fear as my gut twisted.
I felt his hand gently stocking my cheek, not daring to look at him. I felt the blow to my jaw before I understood what was happening. The beating was starting all over. I got up as fast as I could as adrenalin pumped through my veins, blinding me from the pain for a second.
I rushed to the phone, speed dialing my cousin, Jack.
He picked up half way through the first ring.
"Hel-" He started to greet me, but I could already hear my fathers footsteps rushing closer.
"HELP M-E" I screamed my voice cracking.
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