In Love with your smile

1: Humilating Myself

Spending a night in a bathtub filled with hot steaming water is not bad but when you wakeup to find red patches on your skin now that's bad but a little hot water doesn't hurt me more than the pain I feel inside, inside I felt broken, alone, and sometimes I wonder why I was brought into this world, every night I cry for the next day because I know it breaks more trouble, chaos for me, I sanked deeply into the bathtub allowing the hotness sink deeply before getting out to put on my bathrobe, I looked at myself in the mirror, I looked like the ghost of my former self, years back, I look so lean, pale, my eyes sank into their sockets, I was afraid of my own reflection, at first I thought the mirror has a fault but it dawn on me that I was that ghost in the mirror, I looked at the marks on my body and immediately hot tears began to flow from my eyes, I inhaled a sharp breath, before applying my ointment on my sore back, after that I wore my uniform applied a little makeup, spread a lot of cologne and headed downstairs to find an angry looking man starring at me with disgust

"Where have you been" He yelled at me "You good for nothing whore" he yelled again but this time he slapped me, hard that it made my face turned, I held my cheeks trying to fight the urge not to shed tears and ruin my makeup because if I do I'll look like a kids nightmare but you can't fight nature the tears triggered down my face "what took you so long" he barked.

"Well-I-I was um, tak-taking a s-shower"I stuttered while answering cause I was he could loose his anger and slap me again.

"You have wasted a lot of my time, let's go" Mr Nickels, my father said walking fast towards the door, I trailed behind trying to clean my tears with a napkin, I entered into his car and immediately he zoomed off to school, before I forget my name is Robin Nickels, I'm fifteen, a junior year student, I live with my dad, my mum and dad have been having issues so they separated, I tried to stay with my mother but my dad took me by force, from the feeble hands of my mother that was when I was five and till now, I have been badly treated by my father, he whips me, lock me up, even worse starve me, I tried arresting him but to no arrival he keeps coming out, its so annoying and frustrating. Well finally the car came to a stop and my dad switched his gaze to me, looking at me with death filled glare I tried my best to avoid his glare, I hanged my bag and was about to leave when he called me back.

"Now listen very carefully, never tell anyone about this act as if nothing ever happen you hear me"

"Yes, Yes sir"I said stuttering again before unlocking the car door and got down, immediately my freaking dad zoomed off, I looked at the zooming car and for the first time I felt happy cause my whole life I feared one person my FATHER at least for few hours, I'll experience freedom, I looked at the school signboard and it read PRINCETON HIGH, I took in a deep breathe and walked into the school, I was looking here and there seeing many fun activities and beautiful people, I looked at the paper my father bought from the school and I found my locker right next to a crazy guy who kept smiling at me weirdly, I sighed while opening my locker, I picked up my maths note, and closed my locker just to find him even close leaning on his locker starring at me

"Hi" he said once he was sure he gained my attention

"Um hello"

"Are you new here wait of course you are or are you"he asked and I just rolled my eyes "what's your name if I may ask"he asked leaning forward and off his locker

"Why do you want to know "

"Well cause your new and you seem nice"

"What if I'm a serial killer daughter"I said and he looked shocked for a minute before he smiled