Hallucinations

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I eventually drift off to sleep, my eyes drooping shut.

When I wake up, I touch my face and wince. I look in my mirror. A large purple bruise is on my cheek. "Shit," I mutter. I run off to Gwen's room.

"Gwen!" I whisper shout and shake her awake, trying not to wake up our dad. "What- holy fuck, what happened to you!" She whisper shouts. "Dad happened, I don't know how to cover it!" I respond. "Go get ready and I'll cover it with makeup when your done," she says back.

I run to my room and get ready in a hurry. I put on a white shirt, a grey jacket, and black pants. I quickly toss my hair into place and rush back to Gwen's room.

When I walk in, Gwen is already ready. She's wearing black pants and a pink top. Her hair is down, and her makeup is done. "Come here," she says. I walk over to her.

She pushes me down into the chair at her vanity. She grabs out a bottle and squirts it on a blender. "Isn't that a lot-" I was cut of by a finger to my lips. "Let the professional do their job," she smirks.

She gently beats the liquid onto the bruise. I wince when the blender first hit my face. She continues to beat in the liquid until she pulls out a round container. "Might need a bit of this," she mumbles, opening the container.

While writing the books I write, I always get this flashback of something that happened in silence class a few years ago.

We were pushed up together in groups of three. I was sitting next to the gay couple in my class. I'm the middle of a project we were doing together, this boy started to run his hand up the other boys thigh and squeezing it. I could literally see this happening. The boy started to moan quietly. They asked if they could go to the bathroom, and they never came back. FUCK YOU TWO! IF YOU READ THIS, YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE!!!

Thanks for reading my rant <3