Touring //5sos

5

Chapter 5: my life.

Andy.

Slowing down my speed at the green light, to wait for the light to switch red so I can cross with out getting hit.

Holding on to the straps of my black jansport backpack, just wishing the light would change already. Reaching for my phone in my back pocket, but there was nothing. "I left it" I mumbled as I remembered that I didn't grab it off the coffee table.

It switched to green so I can cross without dying. Crossing the street and than running to the bus stop. I caught the bus just in time.

Walking up the steps, showing the driver my bus ticket. Than placing it back in my back pocket. Finding a seat.

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Getting out if my seat about to exit the bus. "Have a nice day" I said to the bus driver. "You to sweetheart" she said back to me with a smile.

Walking down the dark street, one of the lights flicked on and off but soon off for good. Walking down the side walk, walking up the three steeps, one of them squeaked. Opening the front door, and the house was dark.

"Hello" I called out, but I got nothing in return. The living room was dark, the know light above the kitchen sink was on. Walking over to the kitchen and Karen was passed out on the table.

Hearing the door open, "what the hell are you doing home so late!" He spat. "It doesn't take that long to study for a stupid test!" He shouted, his voice echoed.

He marched over to me, grabbing me by my uperarm "answer me" I was about to speak but I felt a stinging sensation on my right cheek.

I don't know why but my legs carried me to my bedroom, trying to open the door but it was to late.

He was now on top of me, hitting me over and over. I was trying to shield my face, knowing that I fucked up by running. Knowing that if I cry from the pain I will be hurt ten times worse
I was just a punching bag to him, he stricked me in my abdomen I wanted to cry so bad. Tears were in my eyes, he called me names as he hit me.

He finally stopped hitting me after what felt like an hour, even though it was probably 5-10 minutes. He got up and walked away.

I felt numb, I slowly got up feeling pain all over. Opening my bedroom door, than shutting it lightly. My knees gave out on me and I feel to the ground.

I layed there on my ground lifeless, looking up at the ceiling.