Love me After (Book 1 of Strangers)

Chapter 42 - Pathological liar

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This chapter contains violence. If you find this content uncomfortable, please skip to the next chapter. Thank you 🌷
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After yesterday happened I haven't seen my dad since then. My mom didn't really bother telling me where he went, and I didn't really plan on asking. It was not like I even cared.

That was the first time my dad had ever gotten physical with me. All he ever did was yell at me, which I was still trying to get used to. But if he was getting physical now, it just meant he would do it again.

And I was really dreading him coming back. I was dreading being left alone with him again. Fuck, I could feel myself getting goosebumps.

Before I left for school, my mom suggested I maybe stay home a day or two since she could tell I was still bothered. But I just gave her a reassuring smile and left off for school. I knew I should have just stayed home because I really was still bothered, but I couldn't let just that get to me.

Once I got to school I noticed half of everyone outside, and they seemed to be circling someone. I didn't really want to see what was going on and just decided to walk past them and into the building. But just as I was about to climb the stairs I heard a familiar voice practically scream my name which forced me to stop in my tracks.

Slowly turning around I was met with the crowd of people staring at me, and then my gaze met a pair of silver ones which glared at me with pure hatred.

"You fucking faggot!!" Isabel screamed before bolting to me like a hungry bear and the next thing I knew I was on the ground with her right on top of me and trying to pull at my hair. "I'm going to kill you!!" She yelled while everyone gasped and ran to us, not even bothering to pull her off of me, but I couldn't blame them.

I gripped her wrist tightly to try amd stop her from pulling at my her and also get her off, but she didn't want to budge and kept screaming at me. "Get the fuck off me psycho!" I yelled, gripping her wrists even tighter.

"Not before I rip your hair off!" She yelled before one of her hand released my hair and she used that to slap me across the face which made me turn, her fake nails scratching me in the act.

I parted my lips before turning back to her. "You bitch!" I yelled before pushing her off me. She stumbled to the ground, but immediately got up and rushed back to attacking me. She really has lost it now, hasn't she?

She gripped my bag and tossed if off my back before trying to rip off my hoodie. I gripped her hair tight and pulled at it, enough to make her yell out in pain. She immediately recoverd and punching me right in the stomach.

I groaned but headbutt her nose which made her wince in pain.

I would never hit a woman, but I was ready to send her to the hospital.

"How Dare you lie I'm not pregnant?!" She yelled, still dragging at my hoodie.

"I didn't say shit!" I yelled back, twisting her wrist. "And you're not fucking pregnant!—" I was cut off when she headbutt my nose.

I groaned in pain before stumbling back and releasing her. This then gave her the opportunity and she tackled me to the ground. I let out another groan as my head crashed against the solid ground.

"Liar!!" She screamed before raising her hand to slap me once more. I shut my eyes tight, expecting to feel her sharp slap once more, but I was greeted with none of that.

"Mr. Henderson! Miss Taylor! My office immediately!" I opened my eyes and was met with the P.E teacher holding onto Isabel's wrist and our principal glaring at the both of us from the entrance of the school. "And everyone! Inside now!" Everyone immediately dashed inside, disappearing immediately.