Abused In Purple

Abused In Purple...Chapter 2

I was off in thought and wasn't paying attention when I entered the school. Some one tripped me and and i went sailing a few feet forwards and my face met the tile with a loud sickening crack. Immense pain shot threw my nose making me want to screetch in pain. I could feel warm, think blood running out of my broken nose. Slowly and shakily I pushed my self of the floor slowly to see everyone standing around thoughtlessly laughing and pointing there sadistic fingers at me. On the floor below me was a small puddle of blood. Quickly I whipped around towards the way I came in. Within seconds I was at the door and as I was about to open it some one punched me in the stomach knocking the breath out of me. I was holding my stomach with my arms kneeling on the floor. The head jock kicked me in the side. I couldn't breath any more. Another person being the quarter back grabed me by the hair and pulled me up to my feet.

"Are you still just going to sit there and let us beat you up again?" he sneered "It doesn't matter though because you would be just as ugly without the bruises and blood." All the other kids laughed along with him. I didn't respond. I knew my nose was broken and I needed to get out of here soon so I could straighten it before it started to heal wrong.

He pulled harder on my hair causing my to go on my tippy toes. My eyes were watering not because I was crying but because it was excrusiating and I didn't know how much more I could take. Crying sounded like a good option right about now, but he wants me to cry for his own sick satisfaction. The quarter back let go and threw me into the lockers. I slid down to the floor and landed with a quiet thud. I wanted to scream in agony. Isn't there someone who see's this as wrong and abuse.

He crouched down to my level "Did you think I would let you and your pathetic, uglyness get away without getting beat up?" He laughed as if it were some joke.

I just glared up at him. All of his friends followed him down the hall to there first class of the day, laughing. They have the most sardistic minds. Slowly I got enough strength to stand up. I deffinately couldn't go to school today. I had ten dollars in my back pocket so I decided to go to the gas station, a few blocks away.

I limped in pain to the nearest gas station to buy a bottle of water and box of band- aids. Last time I broke my nose I used band- aids to hold it in place and it woked pretty well. I have had broken my nose once before and let me tell you it hurt like hell. So far I have not cried today and I still don't plan on it. Like people say "A promise is a promise no matter how big or how small". It made me sad that someone could hurt someone else and find humor in it.  It made me want to cry for them.

I finally got to the gas station a whole 15 minutes later. Come 'N' Go was what I read on the dull, red sign. Ya I was definitely coming 'n' going before duffous and his paraide come and reck the rest of my freaking day.  Goodness does this door get any heavier?

Walking up and down the isles I finally found the band-aids. I grabbed the smallest box I could see. I nose was killing me and i could feel me ribs bruising already. The chashier lady looked worried when i walked up to the counter to pay.

"Hun, are you okay? What happened?" The lady was looking at my nose. Her name tag said Cindy on it. I have never heard of the name Cindy before. It's okay but who am I to judge.

"Ya i'm okay. Thank you Cindy."  I sighed  I shifted uncomfortably. I set my band-aids and watter bottle on the counter waiting or her to check me out.

"How do you know my name?" Cindy questioned. She had blonde hair and brown eyes. She looked in her mid thirties.

" Well that tag on your shirt says Cindy, so I would assume that's you name" I said and pointed to the tag on her navy blue t-shirt.

She blushed crimson red. "oh.."

"It's okay. I do things like that all the time." I laughed

She just laughed and scaned the two items. "that's 5.04 $"