April's words shocked me and i heard her sobs through the phone. She wouldn't tell me where she was and even if she did, i didn't have a car.
"How did it happen?" I asked her, concerned. She needed to get away from him but, i knew she loved him a lot. No matter what happened she probably wouldn't leave him. That's what happened when you loved somebody... nothing would make you want to leave.
"April..." She hadn't replied.
"Rob, i can't... my... can i come over?" April asked between sobs.
Mum probably wouldn't be back until late and i knew she wouldn't approve unless i told her what had happened, she would understand.
"You don't even have to ask April." I heard a sniffle on the other end of the phone and in the distance, a male voice.
"Who the fuck are you talking to?" it yelled.
"April get out of th--" she had cut me off. I looked at my locked iPhone and threw it on the couch.
I couldn't leave April with him.
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It had been two hours since our phone call when April walked into the house. Mum answered the door and welcomed her in. I told her that there was a girl coming over and if she had any bruises on her face, it was because she had abusive parents.
"Why is she coming over?" she had asked suspiciously.
"We've got a biology project and she didn't want me to come over and witness her being hit." I had explained. I then realised we had chemistry together, not biology.
"Sorry, I mean chemistry." I said bluntly, averting my eyes.
I opened my bedroom door and there stood April, bruised and beaten. Her right eye was swollen and there was a scab on her Chin. I welcomed her into my room and closed the door behind her.
She stood in my room and i wrapped my skinny arms around her neck and she squeezed my waist tight, crying into my white v- neck tee. We stayed like that, until she had no more tears to shed.
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April didn't go to school the next day. I hadn't expected her to. She was a cheerleader so she was popular and rumours would spread easily.
I took my usual seat at the cafeteria-- alone in the corner-- and stuck my earbuds in.
I was listening to 'Let me Love You' by Mario and thought of April. I tried to push the thought out of my head but I knew that I should stop fighting myself and let me think about her.
April's POV
I stayed in my bed until noon. I wasn't able to face my parents, i locked the door and told them i was sick. When i got home last night, they didn't see my scars.
The scene kept playing in my head over and over again. No matter what... i couldn't get it out.
I walked into his place earlier than usual. He knows i'm always there at 4:30. I usually walked from school to Dave's place which is why it took so long but Candy gave me a ride because she needed to finish off some errands in the area.
It was 3:47-- i'm pretty good with remembering times-- when I got there and I walked in on him doing the deed with a blonde girl. I was pretty pissed off so I went downstairs and started screaming and crying and breaking plates.
When he finally realised my presence, he came downstairs and started calling me names.
"Who the fuck do you think you are you piece of shit?" He screamed at me. This made me more angry so I got one of his really expensive plates and threw it on the ground-- full force. I watched as it shattered in front of us.
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Social Suicide
Teen Fiction"I live on the run. Mum can never afford to stay in one place and no matter where she is, Dad seems to find her. It's hard to get to know people when you're constantly new to town." For Rob Young, school has always been challenging. No matter wher...