Battle Scars

Ch 15

Its been 2 weeks since the event of my leg. I tried sneaking out of the house to go to the gym or just for a run but always failed. I can’t even bend my leg because of the scab plus it will help heal faster if I don’t bend it. Liam looked up some doctor stuff online and said I had to change the bandage and wash it twice a day. It also said I can’t bend it so I have trouble walking. Which is why it is hard for me to sneak out. I have had to wear shorts for the past two weeks and it has sucked.

I have quite a few scars on my legs. I have a circular ish one on my left knee. How I got that one was pretty stupid. It was the first day of 10th grade. The grade I dropped out. It was the first day of school around 5:30 ish and it was dark out. I was running down the road because I wanted to get a run in before school. I just started running when I tripped and fell. I slid a few feet. When I got up my phone had a whole in the screen protector and that was all the damage to it. As for me, I had a rock imbedded under my skin in my right palm, bunch of skins and a giant gash in my knee. My arms where all skinned up and my right knee had a cut but not really deep. My left knee was the worst with the gash in it. It just stung a lot nothing hurt. I went to the walk in center and they cleaned me up all my cuts. I ended up missing the first 2 days of school.

The other scars are from my father or Max. Like I said before the only scars I did to myself are the ones on my wrists.

For the past two weeks I have felt the tension in the household. I know they want to ask questions about how I got the other scars on my legs. Those are too painful memories. The worst scar and memory is the one on my right leg. The scar is a little bit shorter then the new one on my left leg. But hey, now I have matching scars right?

I know it is killing Louis the most. Him and I have gotten really close. He always knows how to make me laugh and to keep my mind off of going to the gym when I am mad. I get mad because I can’t do anything and it really pisses me off. He also has been helping me stop cutting. I have not cut since the time he caught me. Which is a plus I guess. Liam and I have got close to. We got closer as a friend way nothing more. I don’t mind. Emily and I have gotten so close. I am so glad she convinced me to stay. It great to have a girlfriend again. We are so close, it’s like we are sisters. She gets me my products and helps me with other girly things. She got me to where more colors besides my boring black, white and gray outfits. As for Harry and I we gotten close but not as close as Louis and Liam. Harry is protective of me in a brotherly way just like Liam. Its not like I need it though. He is like my bok (b-ah-k). Bok is a gang term. It means back. The bok in the gang watches a persons back when they are doing things like robbing. So Harry has my back and I got his, but in a nice way not in a gang way.

These past two weeks seem to have dragged on, it feels like months. I have not heard from Max or seen Max’s gang members seance the day my leg got sliced. I am currently sitting in the living room. Emily is upstairs talking to her mom with Liam and Harry and Louis are playing on the Xbox. I am just sitting on the couch doing nothing with my leg straight because I can’t bend it or do anything. Its about 11am ish. Louis and Harry are fighting over who really should have one that point in Call of Duty. That is when I hear a knock at the door. I don’t think Louis or Harry heard it.

I get up and answer it. I have left my gun on the entrance table just incase we needed it when we opened the door. I put my right hand on it and open the door. And I am surprised to see who it is. Its a girl about my age or older with long dark brown hair that is a little curly/wavy. She has brown eyes and looks to be 5’ 3”. She seems friendly but I will not eat that pie. One reason is that I don’t trust her yet. She could work for Max and could have put drugs in the pie. And no I can’t greet anyone without thinking about everything that can go wrong.

She holds a pie. I think apple form the appearance of it. I let go of the gun. “Ummm hello?” I say to the girl. “Hi” The girl says “I’m Jackie, I just moved across the street from you” she said pointing at her new house “So I thought to introduce myself and give you a pie!” She is to pippy to have anything to do with Max. Yet anyways you can never no.