You never know

Part 2

After social it was lunch. I walked over to a tree outside of the school. I always come here for lunch, even if I can sit with my friend Ashley I'll still come here instead. Anyway I was sitting here eating. I pulled my sleeve up to check if my cut was still bleeding, right when I was about to pull my sleeve back down I hear Luke behind me. oh shit. "Hey." he says smirking. not sure if he seen or not I just stay silent. he bends down in front of me. "What are you doing loser?" He says smiling. guess he didn't see the cut, thank you God. I look up at him, glaring at him. His hair was now in a grey beanie, with his black lip ring. He is a jerk but I got to say he is hot."What's wrong? Not speaking to me? Oh wait you never speak. well I guess your just a mute little freak aren't you?" he says taunting me to talk. I roll my eyes at him, looking at him. I give him the middle finger and start gathering my things to walk away. He laughs, I glare at him again. His blue eyes darken, he grabs my wrist. I try to free my self, but fail. he pulls me up on my feet. "what's wrong? Can't take a joke?" He bitterly says to me. "leave me alone you idiot." I spit at him. He glares at me before tripping my feet, my body slamming onto the ground. He kicks my in the stomach in repeat to earlier. I scream out in pain, immediately regretting it. instead of someone who can help me hearing my whimper, Zach hears me. He walks over here smirking. "how dare you have some fun with out me." he says laughing. Tears sting my eyes, I blink them back though. if I cry they take that as a win. I Caitlyn am not letting them win! No matter what they do are what they say, I'm not gonna let them win.

After Luke and Zach left, I sat there for awhile. Just wanting to make sure I was ready. I slowly got up, my stomach killing me. I felt a sharp pain in my rib. I walked home, my mom and step dad are at work so they won't be there. I don't like my step dad, he yells at me alot. sometimes I think he will hit me, but he never gets the nerve up. He calls me an idiot and a skank. He only says it when my moms gone though. I guess he is scared she will leave him if she found out, but she won't ever leave she uses him for his money so we have a place to live. I guess she is also a skank. Anyway even when he is being mean she doesn't care. I don't think she would care even if she heard it all. I walked into my house, taking my shoes off and my jacket I shut the door behind me. I walk up to the bathroom locking the door behind me. I lift my shirt revealing my bruised stomach. I take a washcloth and wet it with warm water and place it on my bruises. I Check on my wrist again. it stopped bleeding awhile ago. There was dried blood on it so I washed it off pulling my sleeve down. I walk out of the bathroom. going to my room. I walk out of my room seeing my step dad. shit.