What would i do without you?

Chapter 5

time skip- at school

i already had maths and gym class, it was now lunch and i soon ran to bathrooms. i couldn't eat, i'd already enough to eat today. we'll that's what i thought. mina kindly made me some toast, that was a struggle.

i walked to the bathroom, going to the end stall and sitting on the floor and grabbing my vape. that was another unhealthy habit i picked up on. it made me relax, i felt like all my worries were just blown away with each exhale. i had a few hits and decided that was enough. i picked up my bag and left the bathrooms.

i saw ms paulson sat in her class, i didn't have her today so i thought i would go and see her.
i cautiously knocked on the door, making my presence known."come in" her sweet voice called.

"oh hi y/n"
"hey ms paulson."

"what brings you here."

"o-oh i just thought i would come and see you because i don't have english today."

"oh okay sweetheart."

"do you need a hand with anything."

"do you fancy helping me mark some work." she asked kindly.

"of course."

"just pull a chair next to me." she said tapping the spot next to her.

i grabbed one of the chairs and sat down next to her, placing my bag next to me.

"so you love fleetwood mac i hear?"

"omg, who doesn't. they're like the best band."

"i know, i remember once i went to go and see them once and stevie nicks and sang landslide to me."

"no fucking way."

"i know, i couldn't stop crying."

"i would love to see stevie, she's like my idol."

"i'll text her and see when she's performing next."

i just looked at her. she had stevie fucking nicks phone number!

"what?" she said laughing.

"you just said that like it was the most casual thing ever."

"we've been friends for years. i'll see if she can meet you one day."

"omfg i would DIE!!"

"oh sweetheart." she chuckled.

the bell rang telling me i had to go to my next class.

"i'm sorry but i'm gonna have to go."

"that's alright sweetheart, see you tomorrow." she said giving me a little wave as i walk out the door.

(Another time skip)

i finally got home, but i was nervous as fuck! I hadn't gone home last night because i was locked out but i know my parents would soon punish me for it.

i twisted the doorknob carefully, so they couldn't hear me. so far so good, they weren't in the living room or kitchen but i noticed all the liquor bottles on the side and next to the sofa.

i crept up the stairs when i felt a hand on my shoulder,stopping me in my tracks.

"where've you been you little shit."

"i-i stayed at my friends house."

"like that's believable, you've got no friends. So i'll ask you again. WHERE WERE YOU."

i didn't say anything, i just kept my mouth shut because either way i knew he was gonna hit me.

*slap*
my face felt like it was on fire, the constant sting from my fathers hand  which left an imprint on my skin.

"WHY DIDN'T YOU COME HOME!" he yelled, his face only an inch away.

"because you locked me out."i whispered

"Oh so your blaming ME?" he yelled pointing towards himself whilst grabbing my hair.

"we'll n-no but you did lock me out-"

'smash'

and then it all went black...