Drowning in my secrets.

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As I crawl backwards I'm about to fall down the stairs but I stop backing up. I have no more room he is getting closer every second. All I feel is the sharp pain as he countinously kicks me every wear. More bruises to hide. Oh well it's not like no body will notice right?, he punches me straight in the face, I feel something warm and liquidey running I touch my face a nose bless great !. He finely gets tiered and goes into his room while I'm just in the corner pulling my knees up to my chest .To frighten to move thinking he will come back and hit me once more..

*the next day*

Only some bruises are shown, ill just say I fell or something. I wake up go to the bathroom an see dried up blood running down my nose and some running down from my forehead , I didn't even feel that one ..

I clean my face fast and change and head out , time to go to school now I have to deal with Natasha's bullshit. Great. What ever I don't even hang with her anymore. I see some of my friends under a tree smoking a bowl I walk up to them. Hey! I say as if nothing happend , then Carlos gets up real fast and comes up to me smiling. Me and Carlos have been friends for a long time he knows what my dad dose he takes care of my when things get to bad. Once he let me spend the night cause my dad went to crazy ad I couldn't stand it. We are face to face now he hugs me so I hug him back common seance right? Well once we stop hugging some of my Friends just dare at us. I'm the first one to talk what?. They don't say nothing till in days you want a hit? "Yea" I sit down besides her I take a long hit. Letting it sink in. Carlos comes next to me he sees the mark when I bleed from my fore head . He asked me what happend to you ?

"Oh nothing why? I'm just a clutz that all I fell down the staires to my room."

He whispers in my ear did e do this to you?! You can tell me ill find a way to get him back.

When Carlos said him I turned cold as a statue I can't he will find away to turn this in me . He knows I talk to Carlos he lives down the block an since the day e saw me and him talking he calls me name like. Puta , hoe , slut, every thing. I shake my head no. He gets mad "why not?!! You never let me do something to hurt him have you seen how bad he treats you !?" I sigh yes I do you think unlike how he fucken treats me? Like a worthless shit?

No but I have to live with it please can we stop talking about this?.

"Fine".

Now he's mad at me ? For not letting him do something to my father?. Well this is just a great start.