Rebel?

Chapter 4: "i like you, youre funny"

" Ellie. We're not going to just give up on you. Your a good person. Just know we are both just a phone call away." Aaron claims.
"Yea. Heard that one before. My real father said that before I called him. When I finally did, he started it all! I'm fine. I've always been fine. I was born like this and there is no helping it. No matter where I go, it'll follow. I'm not sad, mad. I'm just fine."
"Ellie i know you better than that. If you need a place to stay im here for you." Aaron says supportingly. I don't think that'll happen. I've never done it before but, who knows what's waiting for me at the house. It's not home. In technical terms I'm homeless. I have nowhere I feel safe therefor don't have a home.
"Yea same. All you have to do is call or text and I can come pick you up. Or I can just be there for you to talk to. I like you, you're funny, sweet and just adorable. I really am not going to let you be alone again. It's not going to happen again. I'm not making the same mistake over and over again! Your not going to change that. You're beautiful and pure." Tristan says, but he's always having flings. His reputation is bad, and filled with stuff that I'm not going for. Plus pure? He has no idea what I've done. Drugs, cutting, attempt of suicide, and those were all things that I still do!
"Thanks guys, but really I'm fine. It's a part of life."
"No it's not. Life isn't like that."
"Mine is. I just have to put up with it. I need to go home and study and babysit."
"No your not going back yet, Ellie you don't know what your mother is capable of!"
"Yes I do. Remember when I came to school on crutches. Yea my mom did that. I didn't clean the pool long enough!"
"Wow. That's horrible!"
"Well I need to go to the house."
"Why don't you call it home?" Shit the question. Fine he wants to know I'll tell him the whole fucking truth.
"Well... home. a place in which you feel safe. Where you can be yourself and express yourself how you feel you want to. My home is my safe place. Not the house."
"Makes sense and I'm sorry!"
"I have a fucking home! It's just not where it should be."

"Elizabeth. You are safe to go home."
"No I'm not. I'm taking a. Dangerous move going to the house. But I will be definitely be going home. Not to the house!"
"What, do you need to talk? Or move?"
"No. But, thanks for the concern."
"Good bye. I hope not to see you here again but, you know that your safe here. We will take care of you knowing your going to be back sometime this year."
"Ha. Thanks but, I don't think so. I made some new friends who will help me through Helen."
"Hey, I hope that things go well at the house."
"Ha. That's funny. See you around."
"Goodbye."
"Bye."

Where to go? Who to call? Do I stop and end it all now or later? The house. Nobody. Later.

~~~~at school~~~~

"When was the civil war. If you know then raise your hand!" My 5th hour teacher has way too much enthusiasm! "nobody. You know that means that I will have to call on someone. Well then, Elizabeth when was the civil war?"
"Uhh...the 18.......... 1860s"
"Correct. You just earned a day out of class tomorrow!"
'hell yes!!!!!!!!!' Finally. One of the qs that got me the fuck out of class. Not to mention one that's an hour long!