Her Hoodie

Chapter 3

"You are my best friend, if I'm dying you dying with me"
-Reggie Couz

Lana's POV

"Because I'm happy, clap along if you feel like a room without a roof,"

"Because I'm ha-"

I slammed my hand down hard on my alarm clock, ignoring the indescribable pain that was shooting through my bruised arm like unwanted sparks.

No Pharrell I'm not happy

I let out a quiet sniffle when I attempted to get up out of bed but the pain was too unbearable. I have to go to school, I didn't want to be known as the-girl-who-goes-to-school-for-one-day, I let out a laboured sigh when tears started to slowly brim my eyes which clouded my vision.

Fuck it

I reached my hand out onto my nightstand so I could grip onto the edge tightly. I slowly eased myself out of bed, I could feel a scream daring to escape past my lips but I kept my mouth shut. I was standing on my two feet now, my grip on my nightstand wasn't as strong as it was before so I let go of it completely.

Now to get to the bathroom.

If I can climb the stairs in my bruised state then I sure can go to the bathroom.

I walked carefully towards the bathroom slowly getting closer and closer, if anyone were to see me, I'd look like a constipated penguin wearing heels on ice.

I craned my neck to check the time on my alarm clock, it was now 7:00.I didn't want to waste any time since my uncle would be back home at 7:35, I didn't want a morning beating to add on to what I had already gotten.

I jogged towards the bathroom like Usain Bolt on a turtle. Turning on the shower I painfully took of my clothes and entered into the shower. I didn't shower too long because I was in a rush.

I walked in to my room wincing at each painful step I took, I dried my body carefully with my towel and went to my closet. I decided to pick something loose and free to wear for school. I grabbed some black low sweats, a black cami tank top along with my undergarments paired with some socks and my black converse.

Slipping them on I grabbed my dark burgundy coloured oversized hoodie to wear. I brushed out my hair and put it into a ponytail. I walked into the bathroom wincing quietly while sputtering out curse words when my badly bruised hip brushed off the door frame.

I bit my tongue when I had the urge to let out an un-womanly scream along with some gibberish.

I grabbed some foundation putting it onto my bruises on both my face and stomach, after that I brushed my teeth and walked out of the bathroom, slowly bending down I picked up my bag before heading downstairs.

I looked at the clock on the wall seeing that it was now 7:30, I had no time for breakfast. I decided to eat when I would get back.

Taking slow careful steps, I walked out of the house before I started my long journey down the street to school.

I walked slowly down the street, each agonizing step that I'd taken resulted with harsh flashbacks of the beating I had received last night.

FLASHBACK

The sound of the bat coming in contact with my skin could be heard echoing around the house while my screams chorused along with it. I watched through my blurry gaze, seeing his face which had accustomed to the crazed look in his eyes.

The way his right eye would twitch each time the bat would make the smacking sound when it was brought down onto my broken flesh, made me cry out for help. I knew help wasn't coming, he'd made sure that the walls were soundproof, so no one would be able to hear my screams.