Chapter 8: Distant

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*NICKS POV*

Hooray. Another school day. Ugh.

I don't wanna go.

I'm so tired.

I hope Kaylees on the bus today!

Her friends said she's been ignoring them... I hope she doesn't ignore me.

I brush my teeth and put on my outfit for today.

I brush my teeth and put on my outfit for today

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my fit ^^

It's gonna be so hot today.

"Goodbye mom." I wave before I head out

"Bye sweetie." She smiles.

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I get on the school bus and wanna sit next to Kaylee, but I don't see her...

Her mom's probably driving her over today.

I put on my headphones and listen to modern baseball.

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I don't see Kaylee at school yet... I'll find her!

In chemistry Kaylee sits next to me. She's not here... is she avoiding me?

I still can't find Kaylee. The school days almost over.

I knew she would never like me.

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When I get home I notice.....

Shit.

Beer bottles.

My dad was sitting on the sofa, watching the football game, and drinking beer. The usual.

I'm praying he doesn't notice me...

"Hey."

Fuck.

"Hi, dad. Do you need something?"

"Where have you been going? When you leave." He slurs.

"With friends. Why."

"I don't want you too anymore."

The fuck?

"Why not."

"Because they're a bad influence. Stop talking back, or I'll make you shut your damn mouth."

"No! I'm gonna keep hanging out with them." I shout "I-i don't care what you say! T-they're my friends and you can't take that away from me! I'm sick a-and tired of you treating me like a child. I'm 16 dad! I shouldn't even call you dad... you barely treat me like a son. You barely act like a dad! Y-you're a horrible father figure, and I would never do this to my kids." I shout. I don't know where that came from...

"What. The. Fuck." He shouts. Fuck. "You think that you can just come into my house and disrespect me like that? You know, I wish it was you instead of your sister. It's your fault she's fucking gone."

What..?

My heart stings.

Why the fuck would he say that?

He takes off his belt and walks towards me

"Dad. Please no. I didn't mean it, I'm so sorry"

"Sorry isn't gonna cut it. Turn around." He shouts.

I do as he says. He begins repeatedly beating me with his belt, making sure he leaves bruises and scars.

It hurts so bad.

Where are you mom?

I know I wrote this but it low key hurts

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I know I wrote this but it low key hurts.

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