My Abuse To His Love

With actions they're consequences

~Jade's POV

 Still can't believe I got sent home for this! I don't understand, I was the real victim here but everyone's blind to that and see's candy as the wounded one. I'm the wounded one, my heart hurts and needs a shoulder to cry on. What about me? I need some love and attention as well just like any other child. All i've ever wanted in my life is love and care that's all i've ever asked. When I finally found a person who was happy enough to give me that I blew it into pieces. My best-friend roc. I sighed as my mind wondered about him. I really wanted to know what went through his mind when I told him i didn't love him and I hated him. His face said it all but his emotions would mean deeper. As I thought about it I started to regret the spiteful vile words I had shouted at roc earlier today. He did try to explain to me but I wouldn't listen to one bit and instead ignored him. It wasn't my fault like come on after going through all of that crap in class, having candy say how worthless my life is and on top of that being verbally abused. I just couldn't be bothered anymore and just gave up in a way.  He probably hates me now and never wants to be my friend again. Candy was right i don't treat roc like a proper best friend, he deserves much more then the rubbish I give him on a daily basis. Too be honest i'd just think it be better if he was candy's new best friend and leave me be. That's how I always was, a loner, forever alone in my sad little life.  Let's just get this over and done with. Dad can do what he needs to do and leave me in a corner to cry.  As I touched the door knob my heart skipped a beat and all my nerves came rushing back into me. I panicked...I didn't know what to do. He was going to find out sooner or later. I managed to get the courage to open the door and head in.   A whiff of smoke smacked my face making me a feel a little wheezy. Although it was a small quantity of smoke it was strong and intense kinda like axe.  This indicated to me, dad was having his smoke session with his friends. Looks like he would be high all night unaware of his surroundings. At least I wouldn't get caught so maybe I could say him getting high has it's advantages as well as it's disadvantages. 

"Jade my girl! Is that you?" my dad called out  from the other room.  I kept quiet and stayed absolutely still hoping he wouldn't hear me.  "Jadeeee?? I know you're here." he grinned and got up to find me.  "Found you Jade! Why were you hiding from me? You know I don't like games jade",  his smirk had a creepy twist to it which made me wonder what exactly was he thinking about doing to me. I didn't bother to reply and just walked off into the kitchen to grab myself a soda. His movement mobility was limited and his speech was sloppy it was like he wasn't even speaking english. The only thing that came in contact was the smell of tobacco trailing off into my nostrils as he spoke. It made me gag and feel nauseous.  I still wonder why he isn't dead yet. The amount of crack he takes in a week on top the of alcohol intake, his organs should of been failing from a long time ago and even if they are it seems to be taking it's time. I took a sip out of the can  and leaned back on the kitchen counter. I don't know why but I could feel someone watching me but i didn't know from where. Their presence was very strong something you couldn't ignore. I looked to the left then to the right but I couldn't see anyone so I decided to head off to my bedroom. I was just about to climb up the staris when I was tugged to one side and pinned hard against the wall. It was my dad being high again. He could barely keep himself up as well holding me to the wall. The smirk he had on his face was somewhat sexually but creepy, he bit his lip slyly and breathed on my neck heavily. His fingers ran along my neck which sent shivers rapidly down my spine. Out of no where I slapped him across my face and jumped back. A red visible mark was left from where I slapped him. I shock uncontrollable and slowly backed away from the wall hoping at least i'd have head start before he beat the crap out of me. He blinked a couple of times and stayed stationary for about 10 seconds. He grinned and licked his lips at me like I was his number one prize which freaked the heck out of me. "You a naughty girl jade. I like that." he beamed with a wink. My jaw dropped and my body froze almost immediately. I was speechless for words and couldn't quite understand what and why he said that to me. We were alone in the hallway with dimmed lights the perfect chance for him pounce on me. His eyes focused on me like a hawk and smiled with pleasure. I was his mouse and he was the cat. For a second I thought I was his prey.  "I heard you got into a fight. You made a girl go hospital for a boy i've been told. You know how i feel about boys Jade." he said while stroking my check gently. "You don't need anyone but me OK" he calmly whispered. I nodded slowly while pressing my lips together. "Good girl. Now if I have to hear the name of that boy again Roc whatever i'll break you....". he twisted my wrist 180 and dug his nails sharply into my soft flesh and screwed his eyes menacingly at me. "And that boy. You'll be sorry Jade. I promise". I bit my lip in pain and closed my eyes terrified to see his facial expression. He came close to my face and licked my check while holding my chin up. I screamed and kicked him firmly in the one place it would hurt the most. He yelped out in agony and fell to the ground. I quickly zoomed up the stairs as fast as I could and hid in my bedroom, crouched up into a ball with my hands on my head for protection. My door swung open with a bang and nearly broke off. His breathing was like a hot headed bull so intense and heavy. The atmosphere was so tense you could cut it with a butter knife. His eyes darted at me like a baby spotting candy.  They were blood shot red and eye popping even his veins were sticking out disgustingly.  His hands grabbed a handful of hair from my roots and yanked me up so I was staring straight at his eyes. When I looked at his eyes I saw hell, I saw darkness. He bashed me against  the door with brute force and locked  it. "WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE!!" he roared angrily while squeezing my arms tightly. He threw me against the walls a couple of times to an extent where I couldn't even move  because of how the aching pain my back was enduring.  He clenched his fist firmly and gave me one excessive blow to the face. I came down with a thud on the hard cold floor and banged my head. He came over to me and leaned closed to my face and growled "YOU STAY AWAY FROM THAT BOY OR YOUR LIFE IS FINISHED HOE!" That was the last thing I heard till I was knocked out cold.   My dad spat on me and left me helplessly without a care in the world.   When I woke up I had this extreme agonizing burning pain coming from head as well as a throbbing pain. I glanced around to see if I could recall the events of yesterday. Looked like I had been knocked out stone cold into the next morning. I reached out for my phone and the time shown was 4:30 am I also realised I had 3 missed calls from roc and one text from him.