-FREEING 6- JOEY LYNCH

CHAPTER 3 -Bruises..-

      "Watch who ya talking to Boy!" Da screams as he's in another whiskey tantrum. "I said, don't  fucking touch her like that!" I screamed again. His big beefy hand slapped the side of my face. "You ass hole!" I said as I full on charged at him, tackling him to the ground as the glass bottle shatter over the hard tile flooring. Sobs coming from Shannon and Mam "I'm gonna put manners into you fucking Boy!" Dad screamed again and again. He flipped us over, me now on the floor. Dark red blood flowing out of my now fully broken nose. "L-let Go of me ya dickhead!" I yelped out, slowly loosing air form my air ways. I kneed him in the balls and climbed on top of him when he fell back. Punches after punches came every second from my newly ripped open knuckles. Blood still pouring from my nose. "Joey!!! Get Off him!!" Mam yelped as sobs trembled out of her eyes. I stopped.. And stared at the man who I called my father. "Get the fuck out." I said as I climbed off and looked directly into my mams eyes. "Get him out.. Do all of us a favor and put him fucking out!" I screamed then walked to the old wooden stairs. "Come on shan. Let's go." I said as I grabbed her arm lightly and pulled her upstairs,  where the boys were. I walked into my room, Shannon trailing behind me. I closed my door and locked it, pushing my drawers in front of the door as the boys curled up into a ball on the floor in the corner. "It's okay.." I said as my face stung with heat and pain. I didn't show that I was in pain, nobody ever knew. It was all a façade, a hell of a good one too. "Get in the bed boys. and Shannon." I said as I started to make a makeshift bed on the floor. They got up  and instantly curled up into the bed and on their sisters chest. Their only sister.  I pulled the covers over them and they fell asleep. I sat down on the floor and pulled the blanket that was mine over my limp body as I thought about my happy place. Her.. Aemma. 

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              "Hey friend!" Aemma said as she fell into step beside me, Monday morning when I was walking into the gate of the school. "Hi." I replied coldly, but in reality I wanted to scream. "Joe, what happened to your face!" Aemma said as she stopped walking and pulled my face down to her so she could look at my cuts and bruises that were freshly new from the night before. "It's nothing Aemma." I said sternly as I pulled my face away from her small hands. "That's not nothing Joey! That looks serious! What happened to you.." Aemma said as she wrapped her arms around her body. "Nothing okay! I'm fine! I'm fucking fine, leave me the fuck alone okay!" I said as I walked away from her. 

You idiot!! She's the only one that can see the true you

Don't listen, nobody will see you. Not even yourself. 

"Stop it, Stop it, STOP IT!!" I screamed once I made it to the empty utility room. I grabbed the baggie from jogger pocket and zipped it open, dumping the contents on the window seal and I rolled up a piece of paper, I carried. I took the line and let out a deep sigh as he settle in me. Hoping it'll calm my brain down.. I looked at myself in the mirror, my boney face. My messy hair and heavy eye bags. Damnit! I mentally screamed as I grabbed my bag and left. I was now walking down the corridor to my maths class when I hear Aemma's voice. "I said leave me alone Paul!" Aemma said as she pushed at Paul's chest over and over again. "Let go of me!" Aemma screamed, my mind immediately going on alert mode. I made my way over to her. "She said let go, prick." I said as I gripped his wrist of the hand he was holding hers with and ripped it off her. "Fuck off somewhere Ricey." I said as I pushed his chest. "Who do you think you are Lynch. She's not yours" Paul replied, this dick head.. "She may not be, but I said fuck off!" I repeated again, he scoffed and walked away. Aemma looked at me, "You know you're an asshole." She said as she looked up at me. Her beautiful bright green eyes meeting mine. "I know." I said as the line from earlier started to settle into my veins. "I-I need to go.." Aemma said before she picked up her stuff and walked away. Away from me..

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         I walked into maths class after I took a spliff. "Joseph Lynch, you're late." Ms. Ernie said as i walked in.  "I know." I replied and slid into the seat that  was next to Aemma's. "Do you have your redbook?" She said as she crossed her arms. "Yeah, here." I grabbed my red book, got up and handed it too her. She signed it at handed it back. "Thank you Lynch." Ms. Ernie said as I walked back to my seat and sat back down. "Psst." a whisper came from beside me.  I looked up and my eyes met with green ones. "What's wrong with you?" Aemma whispered to me with a confused look on her face. "Are you fucking high?!" Aemma said, assuming she looked at my bloodshot eyes. "Like you care." I replied as I ran my hand through my hair. "I do fucking care Joe. This isn't okay!" Aemma said as she placed her hands on my face, cupping my face in her embrace. "It's whatever." I just easily replied. I saw pain in her eyes. Not the sparkle I usually saw, it was full pain. Was I hurting her? She doesn't even fucking care.. "Don't. I'm fine" I said as I removed her soft pale hands off of my freshly cut and bruised face. "You're not fine Joe! This isn't like you!" Aemma replied. "It is like me! It's how I cope, so get fucking over it!" I said as I pushed her off me and I got up and stormed out. I knew she was following me. I can smell her perfume from a yard away. I walked outside to just find out it's pouring like a fucking hurricane. 

"Why do you do this to yourself?!" Aemma said as she got soaked from the January rain. "Why do you hurt your body?!" Aemma continued, I couldn't tell if she was crying because of me or if it was rain dripping down her face. "It's fucking me Aemma! What do you expect!" I said, yelling back. Now this time I knew she was crying. "Stop fucking acting like you care. We're not together and we're not fucking friends! What happened that night was a fucking mistake! I should've never walked you home. I don't want to be your friend and I sure as hell don't want to be anything more. Go back to  your side of town princess." I said yelled at her, not thinking of what I was doing. "Wow. Okay.." Aemma said as she backed away from me. Rain still pouring down on us. "Fuck you, Joey Lynch!" Aemma said as she walked away and out of the school grounds. I watched her walk away, away from me and my words. The cold rain water dripping down my face, my body trembling from head to toe. I gave up. I wasn't going to chase after a girl who doesn't need me. I went to a place that I shouldn't have. A place that will only cause her more pain. Shane Hollands House.