What do you think about me now!

Birthday girl

Chapter 2

*1 week later*

I woke up early to get ready. I got a shower, brushed my teeth, got changed and put my hair in a simply ponytail. I quickly packed my duffle bag with all my stuff. I didn't own much. Not one piece of jewellery or anything. Just a few pieces of clothes, tooth and hair brush and tooth paste. Then I took out my guitar. It belonged to my step dad, it was the only thing that survived the fire. I put them in my wardrobe and grabbed my books of the table. I ran to school and into my first class, English. I was think when the bell rang. I knew it would be at least 5 minutes before everyone arrived. I looked through my jotter when someone sat in the seat next to me. Derek Mackenzie, Jason's step brother. We had a seating plan, but if we never he would probably not be sat there right now. Derek has brown hair and dark brown eyes, he is the only person who never bullies me. He doesn't bother with me anyway.

After first period finished I was the last out of class when some person pushed me onto the floor.

"Watch it Jessie"

Everyone started laughing. I hate it. I picked up my stuff and ran of to my second class, French.

'The last day'

I thought to myself. After this I will be gone. No more bully's or rape. I sat at the back of the class. Since this was Friday we only had 5 periods.

Mystery pov

I watched someone push her on the floor.

"Watch it Jessie"

I hated them for that. I hated myself for not helping her. For making her suffer. I love her. With all my heart. But she will never ever know.

Everyone started laughing. Not me. She quickly picked up her books and ran.

'Happy Birthday, I love you'

I thought

Aneela's pov

School was finally done, I tried to avoid Jason but that never worked.

"Hey Jessie"

I stupidly turned around to be slammed into the lockers.

"I have a Birthday present for you"

I forgot it was my Birthday. Who forgets their birthday you say. Well I do.

Jason grabbed my arm and pulled me outside and round the back of the school. He threw me against the wall.

"Here's you birthday present"

He raised his fist and he punched me in the stomach. I fell to the ground. He started kicking me when Kyle came round with something behind his back. Jason kept kicking my stomach. Then he stopped and picked me up and stood behind me, pinning one of my arms behind my back. Kyle grabbed the other and pulled his other arm out from behind his back, he was holding a knife.

"Here's my birthday present to you"

With that he cut my wrist. It wasn't like a little cut, it was deep. I cried out. He smirked.

"You like that Jessie"

I shook my head

"Yeah you do"

I struggled to get away but couldn't. After half an hour they stopped. Jason turned me around and smashed his lips against mine, I tried to get away but couldn't. He then pulled away and whispered in my ear.

"Happy birthday Jessie, you fucking whore."

He let me go and I fell to the ground. They laughed as the walked off.

It felt like hours before I got up when it was really minutes. I ran home, luckily my foster parents had to work late. I wrote a note and left it on the kitchen table. It read:

*Dear you fucking bastards,

By the time you read this I will be gone and I will never cone back to this house. After all the pain I'm finally leaving. I will see you in hell.

Jessie*

I ran up the stairs into my bedroom and grabbed my duffle bag and guitar case. I went over to my bed as reached under it and pulled out my purse. All I had was £50 which I grabbed from my foster dads room before I left yesterday.

I ran to the bus stop and waited for 15 minutes for the bus. I paid £1 for the ticket and went to the back of the bus and sat down. Looking out the window for god knows how long till I saw a sign saying 'now leaving Watford'

A while later I saw another saying 'Welcome to London'

I did it. I finally did it. Now all I have to is get my dream to come true. I have all ways wanted to sing.

I got of the bus and walked around for a while. Then I realised something. I have no where to live. I'm homeless. It was dark so I found a quite spot in the park to sleep. Tomorrow I guess I will have to start singing on the street. Tomorrow I will start a new. Tomorrow....