Beaten

Chapter 5

I was sitting in 7th period dreading the last bell. I watched the clock nervously as the seconds ticked by.

“Diamond, can you stay after class?” Mr. Morrison looked at me. I nodded my head knowing I couldn’t stay too late. I wonder what he wants. The bell rang and I quickly gathered my stuff and walked to Mr. M’s desk.

“Sir, you wanted to see me?” I nervously played with my fingers, glancing at the door every few seconds. I can’t miss the bus.

“Is there something bothering you? Are there problems at home or something?” I shook my head. I guess he noticed my face during class. “Alright, but if you ever need anything you can come talk to me if you want.” Mr. M looked really concerned so I smiled at him.

“No Mr. M, everything is fine at home. Can I go?” He sighed but nodded. I bolted out the door, hoping the bus was still here. Thankfully when I got to the bus area, it was. I rushed on, heading to the back where Mike was. I collapsed in the seat next to him.

“How was your day?” I shrugged my shoulders. He looked at me weird. “Okaaaaaaaay.” We sat in silence after that and I think he was starting to feel awkward. He was probably dying to say something, but he knew I didn’t wasn’t to talk. I never do on the bus afterschool; I’m just never in the mood since I dread going home. “Hey Di, can I come to your house today?”

“No Mike. Today isn’t a good day, maybe tomorrow.” I looked down at my hands.

“Oh okay.” I looked over at him, he looked kind of disappointed. I felt so bad because he always wants to come over but he usually can’t. I don’t want him or any of my other friends to find out what my father does to me. The bus pulls up to my stop. “Bye.”

Mike gives me a hug. I get off the bus and wave as it pulls away. I walked to my house to find my dad’s car is not in the driveway. Thank God, I thought, I at least get Friday pain free . . . for now. I unlocked the door and stepped inside kicking off my shoes. I made my way into the kitchen for a snack. I searched the fridge and pantry for something to eat; I decided on pop-tarts and milk. I put the pop-tarts in the toaster and grabbed a cup from the cupboard. My pop-tarts popped up as I finished pouring my milk. I grabbed a paper towel to put the pop-tarts on and put the milk away. I grabbed my milk and snack and sat at the island. As I started eating I thought about today. Zach almost found out my secret, even though I think he’s been suspicious this whole time. I still haven’t checked my where Morgan stepped on me with her heel. I almost laughed when I remembered she said I stole Nathan from her. How could she even think I liked him? I am truly baffled. I look down at my snack; I had only eaten one pop-tart but I didn’t really want the other one. So I threw it away and finished my milk. I rinsed out my cup and placed in the sink. I went upstairs to my room. I set my bag by the door and went into my bathroom. I lifted up the back of my shirt, turning around so I can see my back in the mirror. It was currently bruised because of Morgan and red around the edges. What a way to start off the first week of junior year. I thought to myself.

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Yours truly,

Lexi