Daddy's little psycho

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(Tw: Abuse!)

~Nova's pov~

As I walked down the gloomy halls of hell aka school I tried to avoid the bullies that felt the need to add onto my shitty life.

"Look who it is." My main bully came. James.

Me and him actually used to be best of friends until he joined the football team and realized I was no good.

"I've missed you." He slammed me against the locker.

"Yeah I bet you did fucker."

See usually I wouldn't stick up for myself like this but with the 4 months I haven't been in school due to personal reasons i've learned to stop letting fuckers like him walk all over me.

"The hell did you just say to me?!" He brought his fist back. He swung at me but I moved making him punch the locker pretty damn hard. Of course I had to laugh at that.

I took advantage of his vulnerability due to the pain to move and slam his head off the locker.

"Fuck with me again and your face won't be the only thing getting bashed in." I walked to class.

"Your late." The teacher scowled.

"Yeah no shit." I rolled my eyes.

I was never the 'good kid' but I never liked to act up either. But at this point I don't care how I act.

"Language or detention after school!"

"Whatever bitch." I mumbled.

"What was that?!" she snapped.

"I said yeah ok." I threw my bag on the ground and sat down.

"Dude she's gonna kill you." my best friend Kayla nudged me.

"She won't do shit." I snickered.

"So what's got you all confident now." she whispered.

"Just done with people thinking i'm some piece of meat they can fuck with dude. It's went on to long and i'm done with it. Now shut up I can't afford another detention."

And we both quit talking. Did I pay attention? No. I doodled on the desk until the bell rang.

"Don't forget the homework!" The teacher yelled before we left. Don't know what homework she's talking about but oh well.

"Yo! Nova!" Kayla came running up to me.

"What's up?" I pulled out my phone.

"We have a new teacher! I heard he's smokin'!" She said in an excited tone.

"Oh cool. What's he teach?" I looked up from my phone.

"Apparently next period math." Oh great another shitty teacher in that shitty fucking subject. But hey maybe I can piss him off, that'll be fun.

"Wonderful." I smirked at my plan.

"Wait, whats the smirk about?" she stopped me.

"Oh you'll find out Kayla." I walked into class.

No teacher. Of course, first day, dude can't even bother to show.

"So either this teacher shows up or imma leave, waste of my time."

"Your not going anywhere i'm afraid." The new teacher came in.

"Well it's about time you showed up. Great first impression sir." I laughed.

"Pipe down Miss Nova or detention after class." I rolled his eyes taking a seat.

"Why is everyone threatening me with fucking detention today, like fuck!" I threw my hands up in the air and leaned back in my chair.

"Maybe because you don't fucking listen."

Who does he think he is? He doesn't even know me for fucks sake.

"Yeah okay asshole." I pulled out my phone.

"Phone. Now." he came up to my desk.

"Hold on." I continued typing.

"Alright there." I flashed him a smile.

"Detention after school." he walked away with my phone.

"Oh I can't wait. But anyways, what's your name?" I asked genuinely curious.

"My names Mr. Wright";

"Cool." I yawned.

After our little 'battle' he started teaching a lesson. Which guess what?! I didn't pay attention.

As the bell rang I went to leave.

"You might as well stay, you got detention with me anyways."

I look up at the clock. Fuck me I do.

"Great." I say sitting back down.

"What am I supposed to do?" I tap my pencil on the desk.

"I dunno, work? Did you pay attention in my lesson?" he looked up from his desk.

"You want my honesty?" I laughed.

"Probably not." he leaned back in his seat.

"Well to bad, no I didn't." I smiled.

"Figured." he rolled his eyes and went back to work.

"Can I have my phone? I need to text s-someone." my dad. God he's going to kill me. Maybe literally.

"Nope."

Fuck, i'm in so much shit.

"Please Sir, I-I really need it." I said with desperation in my voice.

"Jesus, fine!" He brought it to me and went back to his desk.

"T-thanks." I immediately started texting my dad

N- Hey, I won't be home on time

D- And why the fuck is that?!

N- I'm going to a friends house

D- Fuck that! Your coming home now young lady!

Fuck how do I get out of this.

"Um, S-Sir I really n-need to go."

"Sit down Nova, your staying." he said sternly.

"It's girl problems!" The best I could come up
with, nice going.

"Ew um, just go." he rolled his eyes shooing me off.

"T-thanks." I grabbed my shit and went home.

I stepped into my house

"I-i'm home!" I shouted as I mentally prepare myself for another beating.

"There you fucking are you little bitch!" he slapped me.

Here we go....