Blood

Chapter one

"Cat! You're going to late!" My popular bitch of a sister screams.
"Give me a minute you unbearable bitch of a sister!" I say finishing up the last bit of eyeliner that circled my silver/blue eyes.
Grabbing my black jacket and backpack I trudge down the stairs to my sister's expensive red mustang.
Kiss fm pounds through her knew stereo system. Rolling my eyes I jump in and plug in my headphones listening to Motionless in White, Sleeping with Sirens, Nightcore, and a variation of many genre's. My sister per usual does her make-up while driving not thinking of her stupid actions. Rudely she pulls out my headphones while glaring at me.
"You look like a fucking racoon." She says turning up her radio.
Smiling I turn down her radio. "At least I don't look like I've slept with half of the football players at school."
Signing she glares at me. "Well dad's getting back from work tonight. So mom wants us to not fight. That means get rid of the bitchy attitude."
My golden hair covers my eyes while I shrug plugging my headphones in once more. When we pull into the school parking lot she dumps me off near the entrance not bothering to park. Of course we're talking about my popular sister who would rather die than let her popular friends see her goth little sister.
Walking inside I drop off my stuff and walk to my first period class.
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Headphones in through the whole lesson I sketch on my homework. That's when I see him walk in. His glossy black hair bounces while he stalks to the teachers desk. Slipping my headphones out the teacher introduces the knew student.
"Students this is Jack Woods he's transferred here from Arizona. Make him feel comfortable. Please take a seat young man." Says the teacher calmly gesturing toward the group of desks in front of him.
Jack's eyes lazily scan the desks until his eyes rest on me. Breathing rapidly I look down at my drawing. His feet move toward the desk next to mine. The teacher continues on with his lesson paying no mind to the new kid. Sitting down he stares at me throughout the whole class time. When the bell rang he even follows me to all of my classes and stares at me through most of lunch. Finally when the last bell rings I walk out of the school pulling my hood over my head. Unexpectedly I feel a hand on my shoulder stopping me in my tracks. Without thinking my elbow comes back and nails him in the face. Blood comes out of his mouth in a little trickle.
"Oh my god I'm so sorry!" I say trying to wipe off the blood.
His hand grabs mine before I can get to wipe it off. And with his tongue he licks the blood off. Smiling down at me he backs me into the school wall. His blue eyes pierces through my soul.
"What do you want?" I say trembling while his long black hair covers our faces.
"You." He says letting me go and walking away.
Shocked my hands cup my wrists as I run to my sister's car. My hands fumble with the handle, tremors go up and down my arms in big waves. I lock all the doors in a horrid attempt to calm myself down. For some reason I can't shake the feeling that I could've died just then. And those beautiful blue eyes just taunting me makes that feeling worse. My sister unlocks the doors to her car making me jump. In response my body seems to freeze like a deer in somebody's headlights.
"Geez, it looks like you've seen a ghost. You alright?" She says giving me a wierd look.
Nodding I fish my phone and headphones out of my pocket. Mind to full of questions to even speak. On the drive home his blue eyes kept taunting me.
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"Daddy!" I squeal jumping into his arms.
Surprise colors his features as he gently sets me down. "Hey pumpkin. You've gotten so big since I last saw you."
Beaming brightly I hand him a report card of my grades. "I've gotten straight A's for most of my classes. Isn't that amazing Daddy?"
His smile quickly drops as he finds math has a B. I flinch when he crumbles up the paper, throws it onto the ground and points to the couch. Reluctantly I sit down averting my eyes from my father's disapproving stare.
"Do you know the reason why I work so hard everyday? Even though i don't get to see you girls and my beautiful wife everyday?" He says expectantly.
"To give us an education." I say fiddling with my fingers.
"Exactly Cat. I work my ass off so that you can make a life for yourself in the future. Baby I know you can do better than this. You're smarter than all those spoiled kids at school." He says trying to make his words less sharp.
Automatically I put a fake smile on my face. "Okay Daddy, I'll try harder."
"Good." He says getting up and heads to the kitchen.
Tears start to make trails down my cheeks. What if I don't want to be different? I already know how to play 7 instruments, talk in 6 languages, sing in 8 different ways, dance in 4 different ways, write, draw, play 6 different sports, and am on the top of my classes. What more do you want from me?
Getting up I head towards my bedroom and lock the door behind me. He comes back after two years and that's all he has to say to me? Not even once did he show up for any of our birthdays, holidays, or anything else important. And he uses giving us an education as an excuse to leave. A smirk comes to my face as I punch the wall over and over.
"Bullshit." I whisper with blood dripping down my knuckles.
"Cat! I don't know what you're doing in there but will you at least come downstairs and eat?!" Mom calls sounding worried.
Signing I let my fists bleed onto the floor. "Coming!"