My life is A lie: Two

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The man released my now-red wrists and stood across with his hands locked together.

"Lea-"

"Don't you dare spit my name from that poisonous mouth of yours." I stated and backed away.

"Hey um-"

I started walking away to my house and then closed the door behind me.

I pushed open my room's door to see dad sitting on my bunk bed with his belt. "Where were you?"

"Uhh, a walk at the park?"

"First of all," He began as he stood up and circled me, "You didn't wake me up like I told you to nor did you take my permission."

"Dad, it was a 2 mi-"

I groaned from the sharp sting on my back. "Do not. talk. back."

There began my fucking everyday session.

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I entered the classroom and sat at my desk. I looked around and all of my classmates weren't here yet. Oh I couldn't go around a second without people's eyes on me and whispers but they left that habit now which is very great.

The lesson started and the teacher started scribbling something on the white board. "Spoken class!" Ms. Bakers said as if we couldn't read it ourselves.

I'm being a little dramatic.

I do have anger issues but Heart is under control most of the time which is battering my life even more.

I wonder if it's just my imagination or others have these too.

"Remember the topic we read about yesterday? You all are reading it aloud today."

Oh fuck no.

Im the worst when it comes to reading. I have anxiety issues so I have alot of pauses in the middle of reading which earns me laughs from these mother-

"Liam, you go first."

Liam, Ela's brother.

He stood up and marched to the front of the class in a flash, beside the teacher's desk and ran a hand through his fluffy black hair, obviously excited to read. Nerd.

"Homo erectus were-" He paused and set his green eyes on me. I stared back blankly but then he beamed cutely at me and then continued reading. Weirdo.

He had a few short pauses in between and every time, he grinned at me. What's this guy's problem?

I didn't dare to do any shit with him though because you know, the rich people.

I walked down the hallway unhurriedly, giving everyone dirty looks. It's just iconic me. Then my phone rang and I walk - runned into the janitors closet before picking it up. "Hey aunt Lucy!"

"Listen my good girl, I think your mother is found." She said in a very British voice.

Mom?

"What?" I questioned with extreme bewilderment.

"Yes yes hone-"

I tapped on the red button, ending the call and stuffed the phone in my pocket before entering the cafeteria and sprinting towards the ladies washroom. I've been holding it in for so long.

I closed my hand around the door knob and was about to twist it but then someone grabbed my left arm and pulled me towards them. I was dropped on the floor as my lower body ached. I opened my eyes to see 3 very familiar guys-well only one of them is.

The blondie walked towards me and kneeled down to my eye level while sliding down his hood.

"Hey there." He smirked.

I glared holes through his grass colored eyes without trying to free my hands from his grip, it's useless.

I don't know this guy nor the black haired one but the guy checking himself out on the mirror, yes.

"Who are you; one of those drug addicts?" I asked in a sassy tone.

"No but, you're about to be." He said and smirked.

I stared at him in astonishment, that- what did he say?

I let out a humorless chuckle, pretending to be unbothered. "M'kay."

Then my phone started vibrating, fuck no.

The guy slid his hand in my armpit and brushed it down slowly into my pocket to grab my phone while keeping his gaze on my face.

I saw the name- It was "Her", means Aunt Lucy. He tapped on the green button, accepting the call request. "Baby!! Your mother was found in-" Bang.

I moved my gaze on the floor to see my phone shattered into pieces.

"What the fuck? Bitch are you gonna buy me a new phone?" I asked and walked towards him, my hands still tied with the rope.

"You don't need a phone, no one wants to talk to you anywa-"

He was cut off by a groan when I kneed him in the deck.

He placed his hands on the region and then I slid my foot in between his and pulled it forward, making him fall hard on the ground. Weak as fuck. I literally only used my legs.

Then the black haired guy was charging towards me with a pocket knife in his hand but then Liam wrapped his arm around the guy's waist and pulled him back.

I placed my foot on the blonde's chest and put pressure and then the door opened, followed by the sound of keys dancing. It was Brianna, Ela and the janitor.

The blondie grabbed my foot on his chest and pulled it forward, making me fall and then a few guys who were watching the scene from outside came in and held blondie as Liam and another guy held the black haired guy.

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