I am so sorry you guys! I'm trying to do better, I really am.. I'm sorry it's been so long since I've updated, I had AP tests I had to study for and family drama... A lot of family stuff.. But it's okay, I'm slowly getting through this shit. But anyways, on with the story.
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I walked to school alone this morning. I don't know if Danny had left before or after I did, but I didn't really care. I had made up my mind, I was going to try to avoid the boy at all costs. It was going well, until lunch period rolled around.
It was easy avoiding the guys in my classes, well I mainly avoided Danny, Paul I was still friends with, but he was always with Danny, so it made things difficult. Usually during lunch, I would meet up with the guys, we would get our food together, and then sit in our usual spot near the window. I entered the lunch room, which was my first mistake. Paul and Danny had already taken their places as I was late. Paul saw me first and called me over. My second mistake was looking at the two boys. I quickly turned on my heel and practically ran out of the cafeteria, not caring that my stomach wanted food, I had to get away. I ran out to the courtyard and sat under the tree in the corner of the enclosed area. I hugged my knees to my chest and waited for lunch to end. Thankfully, it ended without any problems.
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The angelic voice of Kellin Quinn filled my ears as I walked home without Danny at my side (My parents decided to give me my iPod back, but still withheld my phone). I left the building as soon as the bell rang to end the school day as to avoid any run-ins with either Paul or Danny.
When I approached my driveway, I noticed my dad's car was parked in the driveway. I slowed down my pace, dreading the moment I had to step through the front door. I walked past the car first, looking in the window. There were a couple bottles of beer in the passenger seat, meaning he had been drinking. Or maybe they were left from a while ago and my parents just carpooled this morning, either way, with the remnants from an alcoholic beverage in his car, it can't be good.
I walked up the front steps and opened the door to find my dad no where in sight. Quickly I ran up the stairs and locked myself in my room. I had at least a couple hours to my self so I put a CD in my stereo and turned the volume up. I opened my window and snuck out of the house. My destination: the park.
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Three hours later and I'm sitting in the same place as when I arrived, under the large willow tree I found the first time I came to this place. The night I lost it and ran here, only to have Danny find me and take me back to his house so I could sleep. My dad and I had had a huge argument, and he found me here in the middle of a panic attack. He had been so understanding. I really thought he was a great guy. We had hit it off instantly. I know I've only known him for a short while, but I think I was falling for him, hard. He was perfect, until I had found out it was all a lie. And the worst part? I still have so many feelings for him. I really like this boy. I honestly don't know what I'll do without him being in my life. And then there's Paul. The sweet guy who quickly became my bestfriend and who's caught in the middle of all this. God. I eventually stopped crying and calmed myself down. I made the trek back to my house and snuck back into my room. I shut off the music and headed downstairs to get something to eat since I hadn't eaten all day. I knew I had made a mistake when I found my dad in the kitchen. He was leaning against the counter with a bottle of liquor in his hand, glaring at me. I froze, refusing to move a muscle. I had never seen him so mad before, it was clear he was drunk.
"You BITCH! It's all your fucking fault! Why can't you do a damn thing right?! HUH?!"
"I-I...I don't-" I saw blackness and then I was on the floor. He had back-handed me.
" I don't want any of your pathetic excuses."
"What happened? What's my fault?" I felt a sharp pain in my gut as his foot came in contact with my abdomen.
"Don't act like you don't know. You don't realize when someone doesn't want you anymore? IT'S YOUR DAMN FAULT YOUR MOTHER LEFT!" Kick. "You're a sorry excuse for a daughter. No wonder she left." Kick. "Who in their right mind would want a fuck-up like you?!" Another kick to my ribcage, then he roughly grabbed my hair trying to pull me up, dropped me back down and kicked me once again. My father grabbed me by both arms, forcefully gripping them, dragged me up the stairs, and threw me in my room. "And don't you fucking dare come out of this room!!" He slammed my door shut and locked it from the outside. I struggled over to my bed and collapsed on my side, letting out a small scream of pain. I didn't bother changing out of my clothes into more comfortable clothing. I didn't have the strength to change. I broke down into a fit of sobs, eventually finding peace in sleep.
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Hey guys, again, I am truly sorry I haven't updated in a month. I'll really try to be better about updating. As always... tell me what you think, give me feed back, give me suggestions, I'm open for more ideas. Anyways, thank-you for taking time to read this and I'm sorry if it sucks...
ily
~KC
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