Behind Those Lies

(4) Hurting

Astrea’s POV:
Poison tree- Grouper

My head feels as if someone just hit me with a bat.
Ughhh… wait… why is it so coId an instant, I open my eyes and sit up on a bed.
Am I back home? No. There’s no way, it’s too quiet.
As I open my eyes and look around I smell cinnamon air freshener.
I remember that smell, it’s the nurses’ office. What am I doing here?
Suddenly, all the memories come back to me. I got hit by a dodgeball, I passed out, then.
Thennn…. I don’t remember anything. What the heck?? How did I get here?
As I sit up, I try to remember how this all came down to me being here.
“Hey honey, are you feeling all better?”, the nurse pops up out of nowhere.

She almost gave me a heart attack.

Stop being dramatic…

Ok.

“I guess, how did I end up here?”, I ask.

“Well..”, It seems like she’s thinking of whether she should tell me or not.

She better or ill cut her he-

Shut up.

“The coach said you didn’t feel good and asked some boy to bring you here”, she explained.

Bullsh-

CONSY STOP CUSSING SHE'S A NICE LADY

How could the coach worry about me… he barely does his job.
I wonder what boy brung me here. Because I definitely didn’t walk here myself.

“Who brought me here?”, She blinks.

“Carmelos. Blonde hair, gray eyes, tall, all that other good stuff”.

“Oh, thanks, but ill get going to class now”, I say.
She quickly hands me some tylenol and and ice pack for my head.
“Thanks”, I smile.
She nods and I head out to class.

It couldn’t have been him, he seems so scary.
I hope he wasn’t forced, otherwise he’ll use that against me and I don’t need trouble since it’s my first day of school. Not to mention dad wouldn’t take it lightly anyway.

it’s already the end of the day, there’s no point in going to my 7th period, but i go anyway because i don’t want to get in trouble.

I’m now in front of my last class. I take a long sharp breath and open the door.
“Astelle, how nice of you to join us. I’ve heard you’re the new girl, is that right?”, My 7th period teacher has brunette and blonde mixed hair, her eyes a dark-ish blue. She looks so pretty, I assume her attitude is not bad. “I-im sorry, I-i ended up in the n-nurses office”,i whisper.
“Very well, find a seat”, she says, annoyance laced in her voice.
I look around and spot the scary-hot guy burning holes in my head. He had been looking at me for a minute, but it felt like hours. I walk through the rows, his eyes still on me. He looks bored. I sit at the back of the classroom. It’s good i’m not sitting by anyone, they wouldn’t want to be around me.

Thats what she said

Shut up brai-

Im your consy dumb nut

I zone out the teacher talking about nonsense to be honest.

Why did he do that? He could’ve left me there or the gym teacher could’ve told me to get up.
I assume i passed out because of me not eating lunch today.

I lift my head up to see Carmelos.
He looks irritated. Probably because some girl is all on him, tangling her arm around his. Whispering things in his ear, he gets even more irritated. Maybe she can’t take a hint. None of my business though.

Girl help your ma-

Are you serious?? Do me a favor and shut the hell up consy.

New name please, i hate consy.

How about Luna the bit-

Just Luna is fine…

Sorry cons- i mean luna

Just as i put my things in my backpack, the bell rings, signaling the day is over.
I grab my backpack and head out the class.

These hallways are really packed.

Tell me about it Luna

I get to the school doors and head outside. I don’t think dad is going to pick me up. I’ll just walk.

I Open maps and pull up my address. It’s a 25 minute walk. I have to be home to make dad dinner or he’ll hur-

Just walk fast Stella

Nickname much?

Like it?

I guess.

I start at a fast pace, then start running. I don’t wanna get hit or anything, so i need to make it there in 10 minutes. My lungs are burning as i run so fast i can barely see (exaggerating rn )
I see my house in a distance and make it to the front porch.
I get the house key out of my backpack and unlock the door quickly running into something.

“I told you to be here on time, it’s 5:45 you bitch”, He roars.

“D-dad i-im sorry, the walk was far from here. I’ll make dinner righ-”, im interrupted by a slam to my chest. I groan and look up to see a beer bottle in dad’s hand. No no no.
As i try to block the bottle from hitting me it hits my arm and shards of glass fall on the ground beside me, some even end up in my arm. I feel tears threatening to spill from my eyes.
“Oh you wanna block my hits? Huh? You must want more then, ill go harder today”, He growls.
I try to explain and say sorry but he’s already kicking me in my ribs and pulling my hair, dragging me to the living room. He lifts me up and starts to choke me. I can’t breathe. I can- My hand pushes his wrist but doesn’t budge.
“I didn’t raise you to be a lying bitch, nor be outside the streets whoring around”, he yells.
I flinch, he then lets go and my body drops down on the living room carpet. He walks out of the living room with another bottle of beer and slams his door. He went too hard today. I can barely stand up. Tears spilling from my eyes and blood in my throat. Sobs escaping my lips. Grasping for air, like my life depends on it. I Limp to the kitchen to make his dinner.