"Welcome, to hell miss Myers" you shakily repeated what the figure in yoru dream had said.
You fell back in to the cushioning embrace of your pillows letting tears waterfall from your eyes, it took alot of time for you to fall asleep but eventully you did. The next morning you woke up with a stinging cheek, from your mothers actions the night before. You walked down the stairs with yoru head hanging low, your parents were sitting at the table your mother had a cup of fresh hot coffee. You ignored their presence and walked past them drowning in that same ringing noise that you learned to enjoy when you didn't want to talk, you walked to the bench past the table when someone yanked you back. "Listen to me!" your mothers voice demanded, you still in your daze she repeated her words while you ignored them but the splash of hot coffee on your stomach erupted you. You howled and hissed in pain as you were throw on the cold wood floor, you cupped your burning abdomen while loud cries escaped your mouth. "Listen" your mother seethed. The hot liquid felt like acid burning through each layer of skin that was flesh, muscle, bone and then went straight through you. "Your cousins are coming over, so play nice." Her voice was dark.
You cried while trudging weakly up to your room, it burnt so damn much. You collapsed on the floor infront of your closed bedroom door and whimpered rubbing your dry red eyes. The day was hell your cousins didn't care nor your auntie and uncle so your mother and father can hit you freely and they used this chance well.
"Pathetic" you mother scoffed, she walked away slamming the front door shut. You laid on the fimilar cold floor clutching your stomach as your fce conorted each time with a painful look when you moved your muscles. "Pathetic" you sighed as you grunted biting your lip trying to take away the harsh pain.
five years later
You had just moved to a new school Nekoma high, the school looked neat and tidy student behaviour wise. You walked through the hall and passed a bulliten board with colourful posters but one posters drew you back when you walked past, the poster was volleyball team. This gave you two feelings one was rebelling against your parents words about volleyball and two was images about how they could hurt you if they ever found out about your hidden secret.
Your mind said fuck it so you went there at lunch break. You pushed the gym door open and the smell of sweat and the sound of shoes squeaking against the floor hit you, "hey are you lost?" one boy stopped. "N-no i'm here to join the team" you confidently said. You actully went to a court everyday after school or snuck out and played with some boys when you were ten you were a very good player.
"Ok show us" one boy smugly stated, you shrugged and went on to one side of the court. The male threw the ball up and hit it hrashly, you jumped high off your feet and slammed it back. The ball bounced in the court square and out. "W-what?" his voice sounded. You let out a sigh, "can we do that again?" his voice rung in your ears. You nodded and got ready. One more time trned into twelve, after that you were on the team.
You made it your life priority to keep your secret unspoken, as you sadly walked home awaiting your lashes from one or both parents you open your door and a red spek caught your eye. You leaned down to the speck to find it was a drop food dye?. No i can't be food dye then what i it?
You looked around and straight forward to notice that there were more of theese strange drops, you stand back up and followed the trail to realise the drops got bigger and darker each step.
You make your way into the kitchen and a scream startles your ears. You looked around scared of what made such blood curdling noise, you follow more screams and that leads you to the basement. "What?" you hesitantly pull ack from the door knob, but you opened it to see the stairs only leading to a dark ambience. You step carefully cringing at each creak of stairs that you place your foot on, as you made it to the bottom you could feel the cold concrete flooring then you heard the scream. You crept deeper into the basement, you flet around in your pocket for your phone and finally, found it. Once you turned your phone light on fear struck you blowing you off your very own two feet.
Infront of you your eyes watched your mother stab your father, your mother saw the light because it was shining in her eyes. She looked up, you saw her blood stained clothes, face and her grim smile. "Oops looks like the cat is out of the bag" she shrugged sarcastically. She proceeded to charge at you and bring you to the ground then pinning you under her, she held her knife steady and then struck your leg your arm and your stomach. You howled in pain, not knowing how to escape the jaws of death.
After prying the mad woman off you, you charged up the stairs and slammed the door quickly dailing the police. You kept her locked in so they could catch her, after five minutes they arrived and took you to the hospital since you nearly fainted from blood loss.
Your mother was taken to prison and youmade it clear you won't be seeing her or going to your fathers funereal. You didn't go to school for a few days but you got back on your feet even though you wanted to curl up in a ball and cry, you couldn't. Once you stepped inside the science room you sat down next to a rooster headed boy. He looks fimilar?
Your teachers assigned your partners and you got the rooster.
After class you had practice and you just wanted to go home even though you need to work on your shots, you made it to the court and the fimilar sounds and smell hit you. You started pactice then the rooster walked in turns out the boy was the captin of the team. You let out a sad sigh and zoned out of the real world fading into your world. Thinking about how you are in foster care how you don't want to be in your family anymore, and thinking about how fucked up your life really is.
You were to spaced out to realsie that a ball was flying straight to your face, it hit you square on and you fell back with a 'THUD' that echoed through out the gym. You laid on the polished floor with a slight smile. "Pathetic."
Ye-hoo wasup ma cherries and berries! just wanted to let you know where was the chapter title in the book and how many times did i use it!? LUV U ALL!
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