Her Match (re-writing)

Chapter 3

~~Zoey's P.O.V~~

Ha, he thought that his life was hard. Stupid! He haven't seen even half of the cruel world! What he said pissed me off. I turned towards the big TV and didn't say anything more.

When the movie was over, me and Jake decided what scen we would play in. I didn't really care, but when he said he wanted an emotional part I became sucpisious.

"I think we should play the scen when he confronts Desdemona and kill her". "You want to strangle me?? Or is it for the kiss??" I ask him bitchy.But he just roll his eyes and says "No, it's because I know Mrs. Martens. She loves the emotional things and we will definitly win if we play this part good". "Well I don't like it, I don't wanna be strangeld, if anything, I would be the one who strangels YOU".

Jake looks terrified at me, "No I am gonna play Othello, YOU" he points at me, while talking as I was a child who didn't understand "are going to play my lover, Desdemona" he smirks.

I snort and turn around to go. "Whatever", I mumble and make my way to the front door, but before I reach the front door I feel something pulling on my wrist, and suddenly I stood against the wall and Jake's body was only a few inches away from mine, his head was bent down so he could see my face. I could feel his fresh breth on my face, he was so close that I clould see that his ocean blue eyes had a touch of green in them, and his eyelashes were thick, those which girls would kill for. What the fuck Zoey!! You did NOT just think that!! I thought to my self. Then I furrowed my eyebrows and looked tough up at him. "Move over" I said cool. He ignored my words and said just as cool back " At two o'clock tomorrow in the theater hall, do not be late, I don't like to wait". But he didn't move back when he said it, he stayed just as close. Slowly he leaned closer, our lips almost touched and suddenly there was a knock on the door. Jake pulled back quickly and took a deep breath before he, without a word, turned around to open the door. Dammit Zoey!! You Fuckin' let your guard down, he chrashed it like it was just thin ice. You can't keep doing this. Shut him out, he is no good for you. And besides If he was willing to cheat on his girlfriend then he can't be good, no matter how nice or perfect he seems.

I take a deep breath and when Jake opens the door I see a girl standing there with a smile on her face, a smile who dissapeared as soon as she sees me. Instead there appears a furious look on her face and she goes all red. I looked at Jake and saw his gaze shift from the girl in the doorway and to me. Suddenly, I got the urge to get back for the 'almost kiss' and said with a flirty voice " Se you later, Jakeyy" I said and fluttered my eyes toward him while I stroke my hand on his muscular upper arm when I walked past. I didn't even care to look at the girl at the door opening, and just walk off.

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"Bitch"! He shouted and slaped me hard on my cheek. Michael looked with pure hatered at me. "Do you think that someone would ever love you or less, even stand the thought of looking at your damn ugly face? No one will ever love you, you are just trash for this family, you could as well go die, no one will even care or even notice when you do", he said with a low and icy voice. I stuggled to keep the tears away, I have had a life time to learn to freeze my tears before they came out, so now it didn't even look like I was crying. But lately I haven't been as good at hiding them. I was shaking and my cheek was probably bloodred and I bet I will have a bruise on my cheek later tonight. "Don't ever try to talk against me again, you don't know a shit, you slut. And don't go to anyones house again". " No one loves you, or stands the though of you, or wants to see you. Just go and die, you will do us all a favor!" Michael spits at me. Dad walks in. "You animal, what have I told you about going out after school?? You disrespectful child!! "Don't you ever dare to go to a place if we don't tell you to go there!! Got it?!" He hits me hard and pulls my hair. "Now go up to your room, I don't want to see you again".

I back slowly away, still facing them. Carefully so he wouldn't be able to hit me while I wasn't preppared. When I was out of the kitchen, I saw my mum looking at me with hatred, and my devil to sister who was looking whit a smug smile at me, while my brother just flicked me the finger. I couldn't stand it anymore. The tension was thick in the air, I just wanted to get away. I ran as fast as I could up the stairs to my room, where I collapsed on my bed. I sat at the edge. My tears were pouring down my cheeks, thears who had been locked in for eleven or twelv years. Years of punishment, slaps, swearwords and hatred.

That day I did the decision that made a BIG turn in my Life. I took my suitcase, and with shaking hands packed down Everything I would need to live by myselfe. I packed clothes, my toothbrush, and other things. In the end i took my handbag, with my bankcard, I had been saving ever sence I got a card, for just this moment. I did Everything while crying uncontrollably . When I was done packing I tug my bag under my bed so they wouldn't notice. Then I waited, I waited until everyone of them had gone to sleep. I didn't have to wait for long since it was alomost midnight since the 'incident'.

I could hear how everyone made themselves ready to go to sleep. When I was sure everyone was sound asleep I walked down to the front door. My tears hade since long ago dried. I opend the door and took my motorbike and drove off. Not once did I turn to look back to the new house, I had already bad memories from it...