Ps. sorry that it is cringy but I promise it will get better.
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I don't remember most of the ride home except for thinking "What if I had a normal life?" I don't really remember any of my young life. This was just how I was raised. I didn't know the difference. Only pain. That's all I knew.
Next thing I know I'm parking Snake and walking through the mansion's front doors. Right when I opened the door WACK! I instantly feel pieces of glass dig into my skin and hot red blood starts dripping down my right hand. I hear someone yelling curses and coming up to me. I looked up to see James saying he was so sorry and grabbed my arm to look at it. I instinctively pulled my arm back which made the pain start to throb.
Hearing the commotion, Logan comes running down the stairs and pushes James into a wall yelling " What the hell did you do to her?!"
Rolling my eyes I called them but of course they didn't listen. Instead they start arguing about what happened and I hear Logan mention drowning James in the nearby fish tank. Grabbing Stabby out of my pocket I threw her into the wall next to their heads with my left hand missing them by inches. To say I was good with a knife was an understatement. I'm right handed. Quickly looking my way the boys let go of each other.
I cleared my throat "Would you both shut up and help me with my arm?"
Both of them looked at me, clearly feeling guilty, nodded and we headed to the living room. As Logan plucked the glass out with tweezers then poured alcohol on the deep cuts, that hurt like hell but I was used to it, and finally wrapped it. James kept apologizing but it only took a glare from me to shut him up and he said, and I quote "please don't stab me." Logan thought that was pretty funny.
When my arm was already to go I thanked Logan and went to my room. Changing into a tank and shorts I laid down in bed and easily went to sleep with the pain from my arm numbing my mind.
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The next morning I am woken up with Logan pounding on my door yelling at me that we were going to be late for school. I quickly took the wrap off my arm, took a shower and got dressed. I put on my Doc. Martins, black skinny jeans, and a black tank that shows off a few of my tattoos and my new scars that I don't bother to wrap back up. I put my leather jacket on for the ride to school and make my way down the stairs.
When I roll into school almost everyone is there. I park and take my jacket off and put it in Snake's saddle bag. Now that I have most of the school's attention I stride inside and head to my locker where I spot Logan. He is wearing all black like me except he is wearing a t-shirt instead of a tank top. Walking up to Logan I hear a few comments on my appearance. I usually wear long sleeves so this is the first time kids are seeing my tattoos and scars.
Logan looks up from his phone and smiles "Lookin' good Tara."
I scoff "I always do."
I turn my head when I hear some commotion. A few yards away someone is lying on the ground being kicked by none other than the school bully, Patrick. I usually don't interfere with others' business but who else was going to help the small helpless person? I walk up to the fight. Fight was definitely an overstatement. As I approach I can see that Patrick's kicking bag was a young boy probably a freshman. I clear my throat to get Patrick's attention but it doesn't work. Annoyed, I put my hand on his shoulder. As he turned around his eyes quickly grew wide. I smirked and punched him right in the jaw. He stumbled back a few steps holding his jaw. Once he realized what happened he ran off probably to the little boys bathroom to cry.
Happy with my work I look down at the young boy. He quickly got up and I noticed his black eye and he was clutching his stomach. He was probably around 6 feet with blond hair and brown eyes. Okay, maybe he wasn't so small. Obviously scared of me he looked down at the floor and mumbled a thank you.
Logan quickly came up to us and said "You might want to go to class before you get into to much trouble."
The boy turned around and ran down the hall and Logan turned to me with a strange look. Spinning on my heels ignoring my best and, well only friend, I walked down the hall to first. Once again being fashionably late Mr. Brown simply lets out a sign while we make our way to the back of the room.
Walking in third period someone put their foot out trying to trip me. Grabbing the back of her pony tail I slammed her head on to the desk. Hearing people gasp and the girls annoying cries I decided to skip. I laugh thinking about how weak people are.
Walking behind the school I sat against a tree in my usual spot. Sharpening Stabby with the kit in my bag I sit there for possibly hours. Looking at my phone I realized that it was time for lunch. Making my way to the cafeteria I grabbed an apple and sugar cookie, my favorite, I sat down across from Logan.
Starting to cut my apple I asked "Where were you yesterday? When I got home your truck was gone"
"I had to do some housekeeping for Boss."
He didn't explain more nor did I question him. We always have trusted each other with the truth and frankly it wasn't my business.
I could feel eyes on me. Turning around I see the freshman from earlier sitting by himself. He quickly looks down when I make contact with him. I knew that the only way I was going to get him attention was to whistle at him. Unfortunately I was never able to whistle which Logan always made fun of me for. I turn towards Logan again but he has already read my mind was he whistles to and waves the kid over.
When the kid finally makes him way over to our table I slid over so he can sit next to me. He eyes me wearily but decides to take a seat anyways.
"What's your name?" I ask him
He looks between my and Logan before answering "Benji Carson".
I can heal something about Benji. I think he would be good in the Family. It's hard to explain but there can just be a vibe about someone. I know that Logan already thinks the same because he starts asking Benji about his family. After a very tedious conversation Logan gives Benji some information if he would like to make some extra money. Nothing that would make him in danger however it may be a little illegal.
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Getting home after school I quickly do some homework that is absolutely pointless and take a shower. Walking into the bathroom I look in the mirror. I have a long many scars but the worst is on my stomach about eight inches long. Thinking about how I got it makes me shiver making me quickly turn the shower on.
The burning water runs down my back releasing some of the tension from my body but not enough.
Once out of the shower I quickly get ready deciding that I am going to go for a ride even though it is almost dark out.
Starting Snake and making my way down the drive way I already know where I am going. There is a cliff that is beautiful to watch the sun set off. It is secluded by the forest so you have to hike to get there from the dirt road. Nobody knows about it except for me. Not even Logan
However I didn't make it to my secret spot. The last thing I remember is a blinding light running me off of the road.
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