Nothing ever goes to plan in Milye Harrington's world. So far it's done a pretty good job on screwing it up! Many events take place and she's left to defend on her own.
I walked into my house to be met with my father sitting on his recliner chair. Reading the newspaper.
"We're have you been at" he said laying it down on his lap.
"I've been staying at my friends house... we have a big test coming up this Friday we've been studying.." I said standing there is pure fright mess.
My father was never one to be messed with. He has had a short temper and with most likely Steve walking In the door with blood all over him, I'm sure that he's not in the greatest mood.
"Now, don't lie" he said crossing his arms.
"I'm not-
But before I could even finish my sentence I was hit with a blow to my right cheek. He hit me over and over again till I was on the floor.
"Now again I ask we're have you been"
"I've been at my friends, Billys house" I said crying.
"God I never raised a tramp.. or a whore" he said kicking me in my stomach.
God how I wanted it all to stop. This whole day to stop.. and at that point it all to just stop. "Please just stop" I said covering my face from the blows.
He walked off after awhile and I got up with just as much strength I could give. And sulked into my room locking the door after me.
Needless to say I went to sleep that night trying to forget everything...
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I woke up with a pounding feeling in my head and in my chest. I walked into my bathroom and went to see exactly how horrible I would look.. and needless to say I have been way worse.
I hadn't tried to cover it up. For everything was just out there.. I couldn't have even covered it up. When I looked in the mirror I had dried up blood on my lips and bruises all around my neck. My right cheek had a nasty black and blue bruise but other than that I hadn't gotten it that bad.
I dressed a little more casual today. I tied up my hair and put a random blue shirt on with some light jeans.
So far I hadn't looked that bad. I new my dad and mom were off to work so I wouldn't have to deal with it all today. But Steve was going to be the first problem of the morning.
I walked down the stairs to see him already looking at me in horror. "God could you make it any more obvious" I said humorously.
"He do it again" he said crossing his arms. "Yup big lash out last night I'm supposedly a tramp" I said laughing the sting away. "I'm driving myself to school alright.." I said grabbing the keys from a cabinet and walking out the door before he could say either yes or no.
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I turned on the car and boy if this car was a drink.. I'd be poisoned with alcohol in my veins. I backed out of the garage and floored it towards the school.
Going through the neighborhood I put in a cassette tape and started to unwind.
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Singing along to photograph pulling into the school parking lot. I quicklime got looks from all around. I pulled into a parking spot and got out of the car and lit a cigarette while sitting on the hood.
I sighed when I heard another set of load rock music over lap mine. And the car to be parked right next to mine.
The smile on the drivers face soon vanished once Billy had saw my face. He look destroyed. Max quickly got out of his car and walked to the middle school side.
Pulling leaped out of his car and walked towards me. "Who did that" he said pointing to my face. "Wow makes me feel so hot" I said smugly.
"I'm serious who did it" he said moving my hair to see my neck.
"Jesus" he said touching my neck but I quickly jumped away.
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"Why do you give a damn" I said pulling my hair back to were it was and inhaled from my cigarette. He took my cigarette and threw it on the ground.
I gave him a look but it didn't seem to bother him any. "Was it Steve, god help me I'll kill him" he said taking of his jacket.
"It wasn't Steve asshole" I said picking up his jacket.
"Incase you hadn't notice I wasn't home for three days, fathers begin to wonder were the hell ther daughters are"
"And when you a horrible ass lier and it comes out I was at your house, your dad thinks your a total slut and beats the ever living shit out of you" I said reaching for the pack of cigarettes in my back pocket.
"Well did you at least clean yourself up, your lip looks horrible Milye" he said freaking out.
"What a nice compliment" I said laughing. "Will you actually be fucking serious"
"Why. Do. You. Give. A. Damn." I said popping ever word out. "I mean can I not care for your safety at all?" He said crossing his arms once more.
He had, had enough and took my hand and lead me to his car I got in willingly and waited. He went to his trunk and grabbed a small box and got back inside the car.
"I mean you don't look like absolute shit you know" he said laughing a little and opening the box, trying to make small talk.
"Somehow I'm gonna take that as a compliment" I said laughing along with him. He reached into the box and pulled out a bottle of rubbing alcohol and a cotton wedge.
My face immediately turned upset. "Not happening, it's gonna sting and your gonna enjoy it" I moved my head all the way back intill I hit his window.
"I'm not gonna like it, and you have to, otherwise I'm making you do it" I said undoing the cap from the rubbing alcohol and splashing it onto the cotton wedge.
I had no choice as to he would either grab me and do it himself so I lifted my head back up and let him.
He put the cotton wedge on my lip and surprisingly it wasn't even that bad. "Don't lick your lips or anything I don't know what this shit does to you when you get it in your system" he said looking intensely at my lips trying to focus.
I nodded with a response I got a look. I forgot I'm really not supposed to be moving. He licked his lips and looked up at my eyes. "Alright done with that atleast.. you have any were else-
"I can get the rest you know just wasn't in the best mood to last night" I said shrugging a little. "No youll forget now let me do it" he said a little confused on why I wouldn't just tell him.
I sighed and lifted up my shirt to expose my bra a little and a huge bruise with some scratches. He furrowed his eyebrows even more..
"God this is all my fault" he said throwing his arms on his steering wheel. "If I hadn't done anything I did yesterday you would've not had walked into that damn door" rubbing his eyes as he said.
"Nothing would've changed the outcome if you either did anything else, don't blame yourself that you couldn't have done anything about" I said sighing.
"Plus if it makes you feel any better it's been worse" I chuckled. He didn't find my amusement funny at all.
"You would have walked into my door if we hadn't fought"
